Miss E antecknar

Följande saker skrevs ned i min kalender inatt under den delen jag vill kalla fjortisfylla. Klockan var 00.12 och jag var halvt medvetslös så jag tar inget ansvar för vad som skrevs...

Totally drunk and missing Achmed the dead terrorist. Trying water but not helping yet. Not sure I'll be able to read this tomorrow but who cares. Bugg is on teh line have had shot feat. chocolate sauce, crisps, salt, marsmallows & liqour. Not great. Stop! Miss E songs. I don't like myself just now. Whatever. What did I say: Fat, ugly & boring. Right on.Not knowing how to spell or be. Crap. Great. Fudge. Feeling so sick. Loving the music of course. Dance please. Nice music, need more water. Am invisible. Passing out. Very invisible. And old. And drunk. Need Achmed. Bad Miss E. Feel sick. Shaking. Go pee now. I don't like you. Veeeery drunk! Fudge! Sooooo drunk. problems. What the hell is wrong with me? Everything. Lying down and feeling not well. Need therapy. Need to pee. Damn. I soooo miss Achmed. Am insane. Need lipgloss. Stop. Whatever. Silence! I kill you! I think I love him. Good song! Barcelona Ben Loka - look up might be fun tip from Hanna. You're drunk honey. Shaking - so sick. BORE! Crap! Air? Water? No drink? Don't like you!

KL. 02 nyktrade jag till igen. Om jag hade kul? Tvärtemot vad man kan tro av mina små nedskrivna fylletankar hade jag faktiskt kul - dansade, drack väääldigt mycket vatten, träffade lite nya (och gamla) trevliga människor osv. Det jag lärde mig var dock att man inte ska dricka shots som består av vodka, chokladsås, chips, salt och marsmallows.