Socializing
Alright, so most of you that know me, know that I'm not an especially hard party-er and whatnot, but tonight, (at least as of right now), I wanna get so f*cked up drinking that I can't remember my name. I'm dead serious. (And not because I'm expecting this to be a fun experience, more because I'm so mad I could spit right now and I don't wanna take this out on anybody other than myself.) Aiyee! Never put faith in things happening, children, because the minute you get excited about it and want it to happen, it blows up in your face. (This PSA brought to you by the Optimists of America.) Whatever. Bring on the booze! (I could totally drink Jack straight right now...maybe some Bacardi...I want my liver to walk out on me tomorrow morning like a cheating husband.)