Had two crazy nights this week. One of them involves allot of yelling and a baby bottle to drink so don't ask.
And the second night was last night. You ever had that feeling when you are literally dancing your ass off.
At one point I was stepping on people's toes, tossing their glasses to the ground, hitting them in the face, so I was making allot of room for me and my friends to dance. So just to say I was having the time of my life!
But as in every evening there comes a breaking point, that something is bothering you and you go like all the way down on the happy mode meter.
And then you pass out on your floor, oh no wait that was the other night, you pass out on the bench.
But hey, that's what your friends are for, had a great freaking time, it was awesome, AW YEAH
