thoughts from a slightly squiffy bathtub

     Admit it. We all have that friend who has one to many and spends the rest of the evening with their head over a bucket/toilet/bowl/bathtub or shoe - if you're Katy Perry. Thankfully, I am not that friend. My physical inability to be sick is probobly (medically speaking) some cause for concern, but as far as getting pissed is concerned, very useful.
     I am, however, that friend who looks after the puker, mostly because as quoted from the other night 'drunks look after their own' (shortly after this was a long monologue where I expressed my undying love for my friend and tried to hug her, whilst she wretched and tried not to splatter me).
     So anyways, whilst I was sitting in the bathtub, with one hand holding my friends hair back, (the other hand trapped under my own legs which I apparently couldn't work out how to untangle) I began to think. Unfortunatly I can't remember exactly what it was I was thinking, because apparently Vodka has the memory-erasing ability of the matrix, but I do remember thinking how wierd it was that we were now 'those girls'. 'Those girls' that got drunk and threw up, 'those girls' who rolled around giggling after one too many drinks, 'those girls' I swore I would never be.
     I had another experience, similar to this recently, where I was one of 'those teenagers'. 'Those teenagers' that were lolling about in a kids playpark in the early evening, some of them slightly drunk, some of them just crazy - 'those teenagers' that your mummy told you not to go near. The same teenagers you looked at and secretly judged at the age of 12, and thought (and slightly hoped) they would never amount to anything.
     And I know what you're all thinking. Is there a point to this misguided trip down a somewhat short memory lane or is this just the musings of a post-drunk teenager, procrastinating on the offchance that the coursework and exams will sit themselves? I don't know. I guess the point (if there is one) is that change, like shit, happens. Also, don't get intoxicated and then locked in a bathroom with another intoxicated girl-friend. Awful things happen....