the biirds said I HAD none

Monday is usually the tell tale day. The weekend and everything significant happens.

But Monday is when you feel it.

You can wake up on Monday morning with your lips lined with Ecstasy and your heart all the healthier. Otherwise, you can wake up on Monday morning with chapped, bitten lips with words regretted and your heart in pieces.

Unless, of course, you had a weekend like mine. That decided to continue into the week.

This was my epic five days.

Thursday -

I had planned to buy a bunch of concerts tickets that day. Six, to be exact. I had a wallet full of cash as i got into Kate's car. Got to hers, to be welcomed by none other then Nick, already wasted. Let me add, it wasn't even lunch time yet. I fucking love that kid xD. So after drinking back the last of his drinks, as well as some of Kate's step dads, SOMEONE decided to suggest we got buy some pot and who am i to give up the chance. Headed off to Nicks dealer who offered us a discount on an oz. Nick didn't have the money, Kate didn't have the money.. so drunk and stupid me decided to spend my ticket money on drugs. Went back to Kate's, smoked nearly a quarter of it before finally falling asleep.

Friday -

Woke up at about, four in the afternoon to Nick yelling, "fuck i really want some toast!" So the nice guy that i am, i made him toast. He went home, i showered, Kate showered, sexy time, Kate watched Shortland Street while i had a smoke outside then we went to The Mill and got some booze for ze night. Went to her friends to buy one of them gas canister things off her (it was full, might i add). Went back to Kate's to do some fucking LPG! :D and seriously.. this shit was INTENSE!

One - Sat for fuck knows how long before i heard Kate, "JAMES!? Do you wanna go again?"

Two - Things started echoing.

Three - Along with the echo's, things started moving in slow motion. Including Yi-Gi-Oh on tv. Now THAT was intense. Apparently sat there watching it for like, a minute. Felt like hours.

Four - Started hearing this weird sound from the pipes in the walls.. kinda like busy traffic..

Five - All the buttons on the tv wouldn't work. And the sound got really loud. That's all i could hear. I was yelling to Kate but she was busy playing hand games with the Kurt Cobain poster that had come to life. I eventually managed to throw my halo through the screen which shut it off.

Six - Started hallucinating about a friend shoving me to the ground (in slow motion) and then laughing hysterically and creepily at me. After that, i crashed. Woke up sweating and crying to some freaky dream that i don't remember. Then just went for a walk 'til the sun rose.

Saturday -

Drugs in the morning before we had to head off to Auckland for my buddies concert. On the way there, had some drinks (not the driver, obviously) and got quite trashed tbh. Got to Auckland, bought some E, took it then went to the show. I don't really remember it much. Except the last band ended on a MyChildren MyBride cover which was fucking amaze. After the show, our driver told us some shit about his parents and how he had to go home and that we could either go with him or he'd come get us the next day. We were all pumped on E so we stayed. A guy from a band dropped us in town and we walked the streets trying to contact someone to stay with 'em. We pretty much fucked up the lawn of the place we were meant to stay, so that was out of the option. Everyone was either, not txting back, drunk, or too far to get us. We had also spent all our money of drugs and drinks. We had $22 dollars between three of us. After some drama, more E and four hours trapped in town, we finally got us a ride. People from Waihi had to drive two hours to pick us up. So we killed time 'til then. They got us, we drove back to their place (also, had a mean sing-a-long in the car), drama with a friend, sexy time then i crashed.

Sunday -

Drugs in the morning cured the hangover and we waited for our original driver to come pick us up. Got home, crashed (thank Heebie Jeebies for sleeping pills) for multiple hours. More drama, shower, bed.

Monday -

Had another three cans of LPG left, so gathered up some buds and buddies and just went crazy for ze day.

One - The slow motion was practically instant. 'specially the music we were listen too.

Two - Rolling a J is impossible on this shit. Seriously. I couldn't stop shaking and the wind was blowing me over (we were indoors btw. There wasn't any wind.)

Three - Weed and LPG should not be used together. Not for me anyway. I randomly started bursting into tears. Kate asked me but i couldn't talk so i txted her. The txt said exactly this, "the biirds said I HAD none"