I drank myself into despair once again...
I just drank and I drank, and for a moment it was lovely.
I didnt do it for any particular reason that I know of, but simply because I have been holding far too much in and I just needed to let it out.... so I did.
To my dismay, friday night was discusting. I worked, and when I got off I called ashley (fuck being around Laura if I dont have to be, she hates me). We got me some wiskey, and ended up at a foreign kid parts and I started to drink.
Every thing was going grand. People were fun, I was having fun, somehow me and my friends over ran the outside so I was perfectly content in knowing people.
I winded up talking to one guy for an extended period of time, he was interesting.
And then I drank too much.
This is what I know:
I slapped Rome, but what the fuck is new? Laura and him are back together and that just means she's planning on being an uber bitch to me because thats how she HAS to be when their together.
At around four in the morning I tried to walk home (I was christanka at this point, half a handle of kentucky gentlemen later) but the guy I had been talking to and some German kid who lived there told me I couldnt (well how else was I spose to get home?). I argued. I yelled and I raged.
This is the point at which the guy I had been talking to tells me that he's an off duty cop. WHAT THE FUCK!!!! (I still wonder what I said to him in conversation earlyer on during the party)
This didnt stop my beligerence.
They told me I HAD to find a ride or else I would be arrested.
After calling my lovely ashley three times and stumbling through my slured sentences and her talking to the angered german guy and talking to the cop she came to save me.
From what she's told me basically if he see's me again drunk, or drunk like that, I will be arrested and he "will make my life at VSU a living hell". He has my name, he has ashleys tag digets. Pretty much Im screwed.
He made me watch as he poured out my handle of wiskey.
When ashley called laura, because it was four in the morning and she had work at eight, laura said "fuck christina", she would rather I get arrested than 'deel' with me. And when was the last time I wasnt there for her? When was the last time I didnt put up with all of her crap? (erg, ranting).
anywho, this all ties into the fact that a week or two ago I had a dream about being arrested. Do you know how I got caught in my dream? an undercover cop chillen at the party. He let me go in the dream too.
Now Im kinda depresed about my alcoholism stumble. Iv been doing so well at not getting that drunk anymore. but i had an oopsies and I dont think Ill be showing my face around the kids from Europe anytime soon.
I didnt do it for any particular reason that I know of, but simply because I have been holding far too much in and I just needed to let it out.... so I did.
To my dismay, friday night was discusting. I worked, and when I got off I called ashley (fuck being around Laura if I dont have to be, she hates me). We got me some wiskey, and ended up at a foreign kid parts and I started to drink.
Every thing was going grand. People were fun, I was having fun, somehow me and my friends over ran the outside so I was perfectly content in knowing people.
I winded up talking to one guy for an extended period of time, he was interesting.
And then I drank too much.
This is what I know:
I slapped Rome, but what the fuck is new? Laura and him are back together and that just means she's planning on being an uber bitch to me because thats how she HAS to be when their together.
At around four in the morning I tried to walk home (I was christanka at this point, half a handle of kentucky gentlemen later) but the guy I had been talking to and some German kid who lived there told me I couldnt (well how else was I spose to get home?). I argued. I yelled and I raged.
This is the point at which the guy I had been talking to tells me that he's an off duty cop. WHAT THE FUCK!!!! (I still wonder what I said to him in conversation earlyer on during the party)
This didnt stop my beligerence.
They told me I HAD to find a ride or else I would be arrested.
After calling my lovely ashley three times and stumbling through my slured sentences and her talking to the angered german guy and talking to the cop she came to save me.
From what she's told me basically if he see's me again drunk, or drunk like that, I will be arrested and he "will make my life at VSU a living hell". He has my name, he has ashleys tag digets. Pretty much Im screwed.
He made me watch as he poured out my handle of wiskey.
When ashley called laura, because it was four in the morning and she had work at eight, laura said "fuck christina", she would rather I get arrested than 'deel' with me. And when was the last time I wasnt there for her? When was the last time I didnt put up with all of her crap? (erg, ranting).
anywho, this all ties into the fact that a week or two ago I had a dream about being arrested. Do you know how I got caught in my dream? an undercover cop chillen at the party. He let me go in the dream too.
Now Im kinda depresed about my alcoholism stumble. Iv been doing so well at not getting that drunk anymore. but i had an oopsies and I dont think Ill be showing my face around the kids from Europe anytime soon.