on friday night it was a going away party for one of the girls that used to go to our school. this is just an excuse to get as many people together and get rotten drunk for the night. i have no idea how that is a going away party, but still i had to follow the rules of the night. me, joe and lucas finished a bottle of vodka and had 3 stubbies of sum random beer each. it was a grand night. for those of you that don't really drink that much...i think it is fair to say that we had more than a normal nights drink. it hit lucas the hardest i think. with in a few mouthfuls of the vodka the poor boy was running around the football ground trying to catch stars. now lucas is taller than me, but i still think he is a little way off being tall enough to catch a star. lol. then on one of our many "walks" (i call them "walks" becasue it was more of a stumble and fall..and then get back up and run a little and then fall again) lucas decided to tell us that he loved me and joe. yeah..thats top guns, but i was keeping an eye on him, i didn't want any gay shit to happen. then for the rest of the night he continued to tell us how much he was in love with this girl at school..(even tho she has cheated on hom 7 time)... as for joe, he only started to get drunk near the end of the night. joe is one of the boys that i am brothers with (pondy and quentin are the other 2). so after lucas left to god knows where...me and joe had a very deep (and drunk) talk about life and all it's happenings. joe was staying at my joint that night and we lucas was fine cuz i got a txt message from him that said- "im fiine boys, just spewing in granny's garden. ghe. yep. forgot you, gjhh"...so i guessed that he was fine. lol. but me and joe continued our deep talk late in to the night...or early in to the day. at 3:45am we made up our mind to visit tom's grave. we got there after much falling down and paid our last respects (for the 3rd time). he wasn'much of a party goer, he always wanted to go out with his mates and drink, but his parents never really let him, so me and joe took 2 cans of bundy and left them at his grave for him...then we fell all the way back home. i am glad to say that i feel better after the big night. it was fun...i need to get better before the next one tho. lol. xox