McHungover...
Oh my good lord, I am so having one of those 'I'm never drinking again!!!!' mornings. Eugh, I'm nursing the worst freaking hangover in history! And quite possibly was the worst drunk possible. Wine is my weakness and my enemy, and somehow I thought it would be a good idea to drink a bottle to myself, then share another with a friend. Big mistake.
There was vomit everywhere! I threw up on the floor in the bar I was in. It was in my shoes, on my clothes, in my hair. In my bed beside me when I woke up this morning. Just sat there all crusty and staring me in the face until I felt like a complete fool. Well... that was when I realised what it was. My memory was a little hazy when I woke up this morning, so my initial thought went something along the lines of 'Why is there crushed moltesers in my bed?' If only it was, Sarah. If only...
So what have I learn from this experience? (As I know certain parents may give me a lecture about it later) Well... never drink a stupid amount of wine in the one place where you always go and the staff know who you damn well are! My god the staff are going to put a bounty over my head! It makes things worse that my friends grabbed me and made a quick exit after they saw the amount of sick everywhere.
Oh my god... ARGH!
I'm such an idiot. :c
I'm starting to think that I should stay sober until my 20th, which is in five weeks YAY! But then it's my friends 21st next friday, and my brothers 22nd the week after... and I've been invited out. And I hate drunk people when I'm sober. Eugh, I'm becoming the thing I hate! So anyway, the moral of the story is don't drink wine, don't throw up, and don't do stupid things. Have self restraint. I have such a mess to clean up... I am so glad I don't have work today!