Got Fucken YOOOOO!!!

Ok, so tonight was my sisters birthday, but cos I wasn't with her, I went out and celebrated with some mad bitches from where I am staying and partied with them til all hours of the morning.

The night wasn't bad, the Wallabies (Aussies) smashed the Poms in the Rugby, which is always a good thing. We also went to a couple of (I think) ok bars... Well the bars them selves are nothing special, there are like 6 places in Wanaka in which to go, being:

• Red Rock
• Shooters
• Speights Bar
• Bar Luga (probably some gay name of the Beluga Caviar or some shit)
• Apartment One
• Some other shit bar

So we started off playing drinking games, went to speights, watched the assies smash the poms, took the piss out of the poms, got drunker, went to, I think, Red Rock, but we might have stopped by Shooters but I can't remember. At Red Rock, we got more smashed, I think I spent about $105NZD which is pretty fucken gay considering how many drinks I got in return (which was fuck all if you didn't already guess).

One of my friends got some pretty funny photos from that night, I will try and get em off her and stick em up here, if I can't, you will just have to trust me that we was drunk.

From there, we went to Bar Lugie and smashed a couple more drinks before either that closed or I got barred for being too durnk. I was pretty fucked up though and it was probably best we left when we did.

On the way home, I did a back flip off this shit. Fucken stupid of me cos I was so drunk, but it seemed like a good idea at the time (like most things do when you are drunk - eating a Kebab, picking a fight with a bouncer cos he won't let you in cos you are too YOOOOO, driving home or taking the ugly one for a mate so he can root the good looking one).

I also gave my friend my Credit Card so I could lose it.

When I got back to where I am staying, I was emptying out my pockets for some reason or another and I couldn't find it and I was like fuck so I looked up the number for my bank on the net and I cancelled my card, and like 2 mins later my friend rocks up with my card.

The conversation with the bank fucks was pretty funny cos I was so drunk and I couldn't remember my 8 digit customer number. Fuck em, I pay enough in bank fees.

So I cancel my card, and then I ring the cunts back and I wanna un cancel it but they are like no you can't cos it is a business card and I was like "I promise it was me who canceled it like 2 minutes ago, it must be in the computer. Just ask everyone there if a drunk guy canceled his card like 3 minutes ago".

They were like still "nup" so I was like "I understand that the rules are the rules and you have to play by em, but I think they are pretty gay rules cos not that many drunk people would be cancelling their card from New Zealand, but I understand, I just think they aren't very good rules..." and effectively went on like this for the next couple of minutes.

Ahh, whatever, I was drunk, woke up sober, everyone said I looked shit and I didn't actually feel that bad and had Bacon and Egg Rolls for breakfast.