Picking a lead on a previous thread, here is something that happened to me ... sorry if it's too long.
Earlier this year my highschool class went on graduation trip. Twentysome friends on a beautiful beach was everything I wanted. One day there was a party going on on an island just 10 minutes by boat from the city. Everyone gathered up and went to this party. Well, the girl that I liked at the time wasn't there, and I was free to do whatever I wanted. Started up with something light, then moved on to the vodka, a frozen tequila, some other strange samples, and back to the vodka. Other than dancing some stupid dance I would've never danced, I was doing ok. Then it started to hit me. Some friends, amazed at my condition (talkative, all happy and such) bought me more drinks (yay, didn't have to pay for them).
And so my friend calls another friend which was back home, on the cell, at around 1am. I don't remember I told him, but today he says that he laughed so hard that night that he waked up his neighbours ... but nevertheless, my speech was very slobbery. Then started the maniac depression phase. Everyone moved to a deck near the techno room, and put me on a chair on the rain. As I leaned over, the chair fell and started to giggle for about five minutes. Then came the throwing up phase, definately ending my hopes for any kisses that night.
The rain tightened up, and we left the island ... all I remember was saying to the captain of the boat that I was sorry and that I loved him. And that I loved the girl who showed me a great drink. And my friends that were carrying me. Back on the bus, I threw up out the window the whole time, while taking pictures with some strangers that liked me. LOL ...
Back at the hotel, I starting calling out for my friend who didn't go (yeah, the girl ...). The guys put me in the shower, but left the door open. The girls stayed in my room waiting to see me nekkid ... which is something I still don't know if actually happened. While in the shower, I see a camera pointing and taking pictures of me ... for which I started posing. I got out the shower and went to sleep.
The problem was ... it was my friend who took the pictures ... but with his girlfriend's camera. And you know what happens when you feel really cold ... :Q Although my friend is jealous and took the camera from his girl ... she says she saw the pics, and they are waiting to publish them on the graduation magazine/yearbook that our class will write.
LOL, I had to share that.
So if anyone sees some pictures of a giggly fool, posing nude for the camera, that's your old friend Kuk. 😀
Earlier this year my highschool class went on graduation trip. Twentysome friends on a beautiful beach was everything I wanted. One day there was a party going on on an island just 10 minutes by boat from the city. Everyone gathered up and went to this party. Well, the girl that I liked at the time wasn't there, and I was free to do whatever I wanted. Started up with something light, then moved on to the vodka, a frozen tequila, some other strange samples, and back to the vodka. Other than dancing some stupid dance I would've never danced, I was doing ok. Then it started to hit me. Some friends, amazed at my condition (talkative, all happy and such) bought me more drinks (yay, didn't have to pay for them).
And so my friend calls another friend which was back home, on the cell, at around 1am. I don't remember I told him, but today he says that he laughed so hard that night that he waked up his neighbours ... but nevertheless, my speech was very slobbery. Then started the maniac depression phase. Everyone moved to a deck near the techno room, and put me on a chair on the rain. As I leaned over, the chair fell and started to giggle for about five minutes. Then came the throwing up phase, definately ending my hopes for any kisses that night.
The rain tightened up, and we left the island ... all I remember was saying to the captain of the boat that I was sorry and that I loved him. And that I loved the girl who showed me a great drink. And my friends that were carrying me. Back on the bus, I threw up out the window the whole time, while taking pictures with some strangers that liked me. LOL ...
Back at the hotel, I starting calling out for my friend who didn't go (yeah, the girl ...). The guys put me in the shower, but left the door open. The girls stayed in my room waiting to see me nekkid ... which is something I still don't know if actually happened. While in the shower, I see a camera pointing and taking pictures of me ... for which I started posing. I got out the shower and went to sleep.
The problem was ... it was my friend who took the pictures ... but with his girlfriend's camera. And you know what happens when you feel really cold ... :Q Although my friend is jealous and took the camera from his girl ... she says she saw the pics, and they are waiting to publish them on the graduation magazine/yearbook that our class will write.
LOL, I had to share that.
So if anyone sees some pictures of a giggly fool, posing nude for the camera, that's your old friend Kuk. 😀