20/3/15
The Nights Out!
It started with a night out, more specifically the first night out we as a uni group, who have known each other for a year and a half (woo! go second year starts) have managed to arrange! We decided to meet in Driftwood on Sauchiehall street at 8 and with me being one of those weirdos who hates being late for ANYTHING! I was there for 10 to 8...by myself...in a bar...on a Saturday and there i waited for half an hour just drowning away my anger for the latecomers one delicious Morgans after the other. Eventually the entire crew were out and unfortunately a few had come a bit more "bevvied" than others so they were not aloud in to Driftwood! We left and headed for the one place in Glasgow we knew we could get in no matter how drunk the others were a place called "Bar Buddha" and it was so unrealistically bad that it actually turned out good. The night was filled with dancing and Morgans and more Morgans and more dancing before we got thrown out for one of our group allegedly stealing a drink, which she wasn't so I argued with the bouncer knowing it would get me nowhere but never the less I did it anyway and this led to me know physically getting thrown out the bar. I wasn't so much annoyed about getting thrown out I was just raging the bouncer had damaged my big, gorgeous Tommy Hilfiger Peacoat I purchased at Christmas. The rest of the night was relatively uneventful we got the bus home and I slept on one of my friends couches as I had gotten on the wrong bus without even thinking and I was not walking 5 miles home from Paisley at 4am.
The next Night out was on Tuesday for St Patrick's day. A group of us decided earlier in the day to head up to O'Neils on Sauchiehall Street for it thinking it would be jam packed and filled with atmosphere...We were wrong. The place was kind of busy but it was nothing on what it should have been for that day but that didn't dent our spirits and we drank and drank away Guinness after Guinness Tequila after Tequila. I unfortunately was working at 6am the next day and had promised myself I would leave at 10 however this never happened as it turned 12 and my friend physically lifted me out my chair and said "Callum you have to leave or you wont make work" (I did make work in the morning, however I felt like a bus had hit me! It was the hardest day of my life) The only upside was my friend promised to buy me Mcnuggets on the way home and I sat in the car and behaved like the best adult child you would have ever seen. The day after I was met with rage from my parents who consistently reminded me how I was neither Irish nor Catholic and had no reason for going out on a Tuesday night but I didn't care I just wanted another amazing night out with my friends before we all go away again for 5 months!
Me and my friend
who bought me my McNuggets
Thanks For Reading
Callum

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