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Anyway, I'm in my deep horrible depression period after a 50/50 weekend.
New Year's Eve we went to a party at a couple named Rich and Mary from the band Dotsun Moon. Had a really good time. It was actually me being social because Rich and Aaron were playing NHL on the PS3. Stayed until about 1:30.
New Years Eve day was a little worse due to me. We went to my best friend's apartment. I'm like oh, I'm doing to have some drinks. My best friends fiance is an awesome girl so we had 3 white Russians with the Kaluha called Especial. Well, neither of us knew that Especial is 70 Proof. So we mixed it with this crazy 70 proof Kaluha and a shot of whipped cream vodka...
Yea. I never drink. Ever. If I do, it's just Kaluha and milk or 1 vodka and tea. So after 3 of these, I'm visibly drunk but ok. I finished my last before we left. Made it to bed.
Like I said, I never drink and due to whatever, I had no food in my stomach. So I wake up at like 7am having to pee/puke and try to go to the bathroom. I apparently fall 3 times and my mom rushes in and thinks I'm having a stroke or something and is like "call 911!" I almost start laughing because I'm just like "I'm ok, I'm just really drunk."
So now Aaron is awake and he has to work at 9. He gets me back to bed but he can't fall back to sleep. I pretty much didn't get out of bed until 2.
He's, in his words, "a little mad" I feel really bad, I never wanted to get like that. I'm embarrassed about the whole thing. I had no idea that it was that strong. Due to my horrible low self esteem complex, all I can think is aww he's going to break up with me. Well I dunno, I doubt it, but he may.
sigh. depressed.
New Year's Eve we went to a party at a couple named Rich and Mary from the band Dotsun Moon. Had a really good time. It was actually me being social because Rich and Aaron were playing NHL on the PS3. Stayed until about 1:30.
New Years Eve day was a little worse due to me. We went to my best friend's apartment. I'm like oh, I'm doing to have some drinks. My best friends fiance is an awesome girl so we had 3 white Russians with the Kaluha called Especial. Well, neither of us knew that Especial is 70 Proof. So we mixed it with this crazy 70 proof Kaluha and a shot of whipped cream vodka...
Yea. I never drink. Ever. If I do, it's just Kaluha and milk or 1 vodka and tea. So after 3 of these, I'm visibly drunk but ok. I finished my last before we left. Made it to bed.
Like I said, I never drink and due to whatever, I had no food in my stomach. So I wake up at like 7am having to pee/puke and try to go to the bathroom. I apparently fall 3 times and my mom rushes in and thinks I'm having a stroke or something and is like "call 911!" I almost start laughing because I'm just like "I'm ok, I'm just really drunk."
So now Aaron is awake and he has to work at 9. He gets me back to bed but he can't fall back to sleep. I pretty much didn't get out of bed until 2.
He's, in his words, "a little mad" I feel really bad, I never wanted to get like that. I'm embarrassed about the whole thing. I had no idea that it was that strong. Due to my horrible low self esteem complex, all I can think is aww he's going to break up with me. Well I dunno, I doubt it, but he may.
sigh. depressed.