The morning after the night before....
So here we are another day, I drank quite a bit last night, but only enough to give me a tingley buzz, I met a whole rainbow of people at the metal club I went to. Some were so wasted that I was amazed how they could even talk right! I stepped back last night and observed people and how loose they become while pissed. I felt jealous in a way, because I never fully loosen up in public, even while high or drunk. I remember the reason I stopped been so loose while in public, and I guess like most people I'm a paranoid mofo. I don't conform to the society "norm" I'm into an eclectic range of music, i'm neither goth, preppy or normal...what ever that is. I'm actually quite the weirdo...I can sometimes be all mature and motherly..but mostly the kid in me wins. I think this boils down to my childhood days, been the oldest you always have that sense of responsibility...plus my homelife was a little crazy.
I met someone last night that reminded me of Kurt Cobain, he looked like him, and at one point I wondered if I was drunk enough to be hallucinating...but he was a student at uni, who did abstract art...that got me thinking, that what creative talent do I have, I write a lot of shit...as if you regulary read my blog you know this already. But i used to do crafts, I ended up with 8 projects on the go at one point, been nuts this is not a good thing...so I ended up giving that up.
This morning I woke up with a queazy feeling and thought I might spend the morning bowing to the porcelain god, but luckily I was only sick because I had a migraine, brought on from my anemia....I tells ya since i lost 17 stone I have more health problems than ever! And with tits like saddlebags i now have to buy bra's that resemble scaffolding, really annoys the shit out of me. Just my gripe for today...
Little known fact about Berry...I have a routine I do everynight before I go to bed, and if I don't brush my teeth 20 times each way I start again.
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