Party On Down...To The Couch.

Movies have ruined my weekends.

According to movies/tv shows (namely skins) i should be out smoking, drinking, and "hanging out" with drunk english boys.

Instead I'm sitting here on my couch having a Quentin Tarantino marathon while eating cupcakes.

Hottt.

Sure some nights I go out and party with the cool kids but most of the time I can't be bothered and would rather watch Pulp Fiction (which is by the way one of the best movies ever). I'm one of those kids that would rather build a pillow fort than get trashed on a saturday night.

Namely because they're generally at the same fun level and pillow forts don't bring along their friend: Hangover.

Now as I sit here 'browsing' or as the general public like to call it 'stalking' on facebook the drunken photos make me feel guilty for not grabbing a bottle of tequila and injecting it directly into my forearm through an IV. Though I won't...

Because i don't have an IV.

I don't know...I guess I could go out and get wasted every weekend...

But then who would build your mum a pillow fort?