hangovers.

Ok, so I clearly take after my brother when I drink.
I ramble on in "creative discusions" with adults, when really all I'm doing is talking complete shit on my opinions. God love Shauny's parents.
I then wake up the next morning in fierce pain that will of course take up my whole day, because I get awful hangovers. Never fun.
So, I finally get home and hope for some sleep, no, not gonna happen. He's clearly aware that I'm hungover, and he's tipsy, so for fun he decides to stand on my leg, then my stomach, then jump on me. Yes, we are talking about a 21year old. I was far from enjoying my Sunday.
Then my mam makes a roast. NO.
Can't hack them at all.

NEVER AGAIN.