Gimmie 5 Years!

So I forgot to write this blogpost last night, but luckily I'm pretty much still drunk this morning, ohhh the beauty of alcohol!

Unfortunately & fortunately last night ended with no injuries lol

But I have woken up not remembering going to bed & why I slept with headphones in my ears :S

I'm so dehydrated, but after the first mouthful of dilute it begins to taste like wet nothingness, the flavour seems to vanish. Its like the there are little people in my mouth stealing the flavour for their loved ones.

Anyways...

I remember having one conversation last night that is entitled "Gimmie 5 years!"
Trying to convince someone not to have a baby in three years is harder than it seems lol. But you gotta appeal to what they like. My argument was that it doesn't leave us much time to get all the crazy stupid stuffs done before we have to be responsible parents (even though we do our fair share of nuts stuffs). I even went as far as to say "I will get Drake to marry you, then I will marry Baby, just for his money" I really do hope I have my act together in 5 year... I'll probably still be here blogging about my drunken nights, or not blogging because I've turned into a raging alcoholic who dances with her cats to Whitney Houston songs.

Side note: While we are on the WHitney subject, I wouldn't mind dancing with somebody right now