Party At My House!

Yes. I was actually allowed a house party. A cocktail party, no less. Although the 'cocktail' thing was basically everybody pouring themselves vile mixtures of spirits. We all got incredibally drunk. And yeah, I know you aren't supposed to get wasted at your own party, but fuck it. I'm not missing out on that amount of free booze. My MUM bought it for me. Good, huh? My 18th birthday party, though I'm not 18 for another 4 days.
Now, my memories are a little hazy, but here are a few things worth blogging from last night. We had weed, now its lost. Teddy got really really fucked. My boyfriend Dave was there. Santi arrived having already drunk nearly a whole bottle of rum. Lara arrived and within 5 minutes was in my bed with Santi. Luckily I'd already used my bed. Sammie and Josh bought me some balloons saying 'it's a boy'. I fell down a hill onto my head, because we walked up to the park in the dark. Did I mention that I was really wasted? Haych and Euan came in Euan's mini. Lol, they are a couple, and they both have an old mini. Everyone was being really couple-y.
There was an INSANE amount of girl on girl action. Becki, Lara and EmmaDyke were at it to start with, then we had Dyke and Santi doubleteaming and '8 fingers!!!!!'. And then Becki left and somehow I ended up joining in. And everyone was watching. Until we went upstairs. Just... that has really lowered my purity test score. And I realised that I am completely oversexed. It's driving me insane. I can get myself off just by thinking about it.
The next morning, Jess was feeling rather ill, but everyone else was fine. Which is quite strange, and probably unfair. Actually, I felt brilliant. So we all had tea and toast, then went on our merry ways.
And I had to tidy up. But nothing got broken, nobody was sick, and there was very little mess. Bring on the next party!