Saturday fucking sucked!
I don't have time to write, but...Chris' party was really bad...I will talk about that later. Paul came last night, and it made me really happy....and then we got into a fight. I don't know what I want from him, I am completely confused. He is so great, and I don't know..I feel like I was just such a major bitch to him last night. He left really mad...and frusterated. I am also just so frusterated and even a little angry. I have realized, that maybe drinking just doesn't agree with me, and maybe I really am better being the designated driver, rather then the drunk....No more drinking for awhile..It doesn't suit me well.