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i think i have a knack for ruining things that are important.
i woke up this morning and my dad was doing exactly what i was hoping he wouldn't be doing. he was shaking his head in a disappointed sort of way. he was also looking at me with a really disappointed look in his eyes. he wouldn't say anything to me, and still hasn't said anything to me.
it's understandable, though. i did make an ass out of myself in front of the entire family. i ended up drinking three forths of a fifth of vodka in the span of two or three hours at christina's reception. that's where it kind of went downhill. if i would have just taken my time and just drank a few beers, things would've turned out a little better in my situation.
i just sort of lost control of my whole body towards the end of the night. i haven't been drunk like that in a long time, mostly because i learned my limits on drinking. i don't know why last night had to be the exception.
i ended up face down in the grass outside of the church, throwing up. that was after christina had told me that i was embarassing her and that she wanted me to stop drinking. that was after i dancing with everyone. i guess i really did it this time.
mom and janice had to pick me off of the grass and drag me to the car. when i got home, i ended passing out in my bed, with my tux still on. full of grass and vomit.
i feel so horrible about last night. when i say that i ruined it, i may be just over-reacting or worrying more than i have to about it, but it really does feel like i ended the night on a really bad note. i hate it when i have to take care of people when they are really drunk, so i imagine it wasn't exactly a pleasure for anyone last night to have to take care of me.
so in turn, i got carried away and drank too much, and made a complete ass out of myself in front of my entire family. now everyone's either disappointed in me or laughing at me. i don't feel good about it at all, and i regret last night a lot. i mean, i truely do feel horrible about it. i did not need a lecture this morning, which i got anyway.
i think it's fair to say that i'm going to stop drinking for a while, or at least just give it a rest. at least next time i'll pace myself.
i know it's probably not as bad as i feel like it is, but it still isn't a very good thing at all.
i woke up this morning and my dad was doing exactly what i was hoping he wouldn't be doing. he was shaking his head in a disappointed sort of way. he was also looking at me with a really disappointed look in his eyes. he wouldn't say anything to me, and still hasn't said anything to me.
it's understandable, though. i did make an ass out of myself in front of the entire family. i ended up drinking three forths of a fifth of vodka in the span of two or three hours at christina's reception. that's where it kind of went downhill. if i would have just taken my time and just drank a few beers, things would've turned out a little better in my situation.
i just sort of lost control of my whole body towards the end of the night. i haven't been drunk like that in a long time, mostly because i learned my limits on drinking. i don't know why last night had to be the exception.
i ended up face down in the grass outside of the church, throwing up. that was after christina had told me that i was embarassing her and that she wanted me to stop drinking. that was after i dancing with everyone. i guess i really did it this time.
mom and janice had to pick me off of the grass and drag me to the car. when i got home, i ended passing out in my bed, with my tux still on. full of grass and vomit.
i feel so horrible about last night. when i say that i ruined it, i may be just over-reacting or worrying more than i have to about it, but it really does feel like i ended the night on a really bad note. i hate it when i have to take care of people when they are really drunk, so i imagine it wasn't exactly a pleasure for anyone last night to have to take care of me.
so in turn, i got carried away and drank too much, and made a complete ass out of myself in front of my entire family. now everyone's either disappointed in me or laughing at me. i don't feel good about it at all, and i regret last night a lot. i mean, i truely do feel horrible about it. i did not need a lecture this morning, which i got anyway.
i think it's fair to say that i'm going to stop drinking for a while, or at least just give it a rest. at least next time i'll pace myself.
i know it's probably not as bad as i feel like it is, but it still isn't a very good thing at all.