3 am Library Trip

My Adventures

Found out lying can be fun guy but the truth will always save you in the end. Ended telling my momma and my poppa that I going to did an assignment up in the library. I was working extra hard and would be home late, I would be famished and maybe have some sort of finger disorder after working so hard. Sadly this was untrue. Yes, it was a lie, a fabrication of my evil twisted mind(but it was a good one;)). I in fact had only a tiny bit of work to do, my true intention was to get drunk, and stay the night in Dundalk or as I call it corrupter of souls. My plan was in motion, I was in the bar drinking, yet texting my mum saying I was going to be one hour working on the project....LIES ALL LIES. I'm a bad man. Then i decided my lie would need to be more elaborate. I text my mum at 10:30pm, saying i was waiting by a bus stop, eagerly awaiting the public transport that reunite me with my family. Another foul lie. I was in fact drinking in an apartment. 11:00pm came around, now the icing on the lie cake or maybe the jam centre of the lie cake, it didn't matter what part of the delicious lie cake I was adding, as I sent a text saying missed the last bus staying in my mates apartment. After that I patted myself on the back for a lie well done, as I am a terrible lier and proceeded to get drunk and fall asleep.Little did I know the text never went through. I awoke, to vibrations. No it was not a mini earthquake, but my mobile also known as the lie machine. It was my dad. "Patrick where are you?" said my father. "I'm in the library" I calmly answered. "Really, the library stays open to 3am?" said my dad, "Oh wait I'm in someones apartment" I say. The phone call goes on, which leads to my dad coming to collect me at 3am. I pull myself together, releasing I had no top on, missing 20 euro and finding myself in an empty apartment. The end of the story leads to me not being allowed leave the house till sometime after Christmas.


NEVER LIE