Saturday, 27 October 2007

Stuffed

I'm stuffed after a delicious three course meal celebrating my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary. Unfortunately I cannot attend their blessing tomorrow, however, I've seen them. I forgot to take their card I bought for them with me so I'll send that another day.

I've had quite a good week too. At the start it was slow, mainly because of work and the fact I was not kept as busy as I normally am; but then it started to speed up and before I knew it I was contemplating going out on Thursday. One of those student nights, oh aye. I gave in to temptation and headed right off to town.

I met a few friends out there and a few new friends too. I headed to Mission knowing I was on a tight budget for booze that week. Happily partying and what I think was sluty dancing with QC's DJ and ended up snoging, he left to grab a quick drink and I ended up sluty dancing with someone random who ended up being quite cute and hot. My new catch kindly pointed out who was staring at me, at which my ego inflated and out came some more sexy moves. The DJ never returned and I don't blame him, I was getting comfortable being a slut with my new catch. Later snoging my catch a few times, we finally introduce and guess what? - His name is Dan. Dammit. Just when I thought I was getting somewhere. It's pushing 3am and I obviously had work in the morning. The snog didn't help Dan and he wanted me back at my place. Standing my ground I told him all he'll get is my number; and he ended up getting it.

Me being a garlic fanatic. Garlic bread and garlic sauce always go together, I always seem to end up having it when I go out before partying. I don't know why I just give in and eat. Well, anyway, my mom told me that the garlic smell doesn't come off so easily after brushing. It got me thinking.. I've pulled many guys after having garlic breath (obviously after brushing), so does the smell of garlic put people off, or am I really to irresistible to let go?

I think it's time I didn't brush after garlic and see what happens..

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