Another long weekend ruined.
I went out last night for the first time in a LONG time. It was one of those drinking nights where I was fine, I was fine, I was fine, then BAM! I was wasted. I ended up passing out in bed, fully clothed, and laying on top of some other clothes and my school bag.
It didn't take long to get sick...a couple of times. I felt like SHIT, and I was supposed to go to Ed's when I got up. It was AWFUL. But it was taking way too long to get better, so it might be some other bug that is going around school, especially in the kindergarten classes. What made it worse was that my dad was calling me an alcoholic. Um...I never go out, and the last time when I did and got sick, it was actually a bad stomach virus. Yes, I had too much to drink last night, but my dad used to be an alcoholic when he was younger, so he has NO room to talk. I do NOTHING compared to the stuff he's told me, so I don't know what the hell he was talking about. All I know is that it pissed me off.
So here I am, still at home. I'm going to Ed's tomorrow, but now I can only see him for one night, which blows because I miss him. I've talked to him several times today. He's at his friend's house where there's a small party and he's playing beer pong. I got so upset that I was stuck here that I started packing to leave, but I ran out of energy. I'm using Will & Grace DVDs to cheer me up.
Hopefully my Memorial Day weekend can be salvaged.
It didn't take long to get sick...a couple of times. I felt like SHIT, and I was supposed to go to Ed's when I got up. It was AWFUL. But it was taking way too long to get better, so it might be some other bug that is going around school, especially in the kindergarten classes. What made it worse was that my dad was calling me an alcoholic. Um...I never go out, and the last time when I did and got sick, it was actually a bad stomach virus. Yes, I had too much to drink last night, but my dad used to be an alcoholic when he was younger, so he has NO room to talk. I do NOTHING compared to the stuff he's told me, so I don't know what the hell he was talking about. All I know is that it pissed me off.
So here I am, still at home. I'm going to Ed's tomorrow, but now I can only see him for one night, which blows because I miss him. I've talked to him several times today. He's at his friend's house where there's a small party and he's playing beer pong. I got so upset that I was stuck here that I started packing to leave, but I ran out of energy. I'm using Will & Grace DVDs to cheer me up.
Hopefully my Memorial Day weekend can be salvaged.