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So last night was probably the craziest night i have had in a while. I went to Andrew's Orange Appeal concert and then made Pina Coladas with Jennie......downhill from there. Drank a pina colada, walked to the Jingle Mingle, drank an ENTIRE bottle of wine, did 2 99bananas shots, made out with some random kid under the miseltoe....thats the last thing i remember. Woke up this morning and realized that i was wearing the same sweater from the night before. I didn't know how i got home and then Jennie came in and helped me calm down from panic and Instant messaged people to ask them where my purse and jacket were. Then i got out of bed and realized i was wearing pajama pants that i would have never worn in my life...i never wear them they are in the bottom of my drawer....and then concluded that someone must have helped me get into bed. I stood up and realized that my pants were on backwards...yes tag in front...and that i wasn't wearing a bra. Now i am creeped out because that means that i took my sweater off to take my bra off and then put the same sweater back on?WTF so now i am freakin out and i walk into the living room and find my purse on the futon and my jacket on the floor of the front hall closet...i guess i tried to hang it up lol. I had to have Jennie drive me to the theater to hang lights because i was still drunk and then spent 5 hours on a ladder hanging lights. It is currently 7:00PM and i am still sick and hungover so i have concluded that I drank to much?..no...thats not possible.