Jul 19, 2014 11:36
I went out for drinks with my high school friend, Jennifer, on Thursday.
Bless Seattle's Best Damn Happy Hour for cheap drinks and food.
We started out with a drink on an empty stomach. Not a good choice on my part. Only my 3rd time drinking out with friends.
We only had two drinks each but they were both fairly strong.
I was slightly intoxicated even with the attempted food remedy that happened too late.
We took the bus home but I needed extra guidance to the bus stop from Jen, so I wouldn't have walked sideways into a wall or the street. Walking is a no.
My language was also a no.
In fact. It stayed no until yesterday.
My friend who currently is in Korea, Jarim, called me when I got home Thursday night in hopes to find me drunk. It's a shame for her that it wore off a little more when she called. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
When I woke up yesterday, didn't feel that good. I wasn't hungover but I was close to it. And definitely wasn't too positive about driving to my college to drop off financial aid papers. But it turned out I was just worrying too much.
Midday, I took a nap and didn't wake up until 7pm. I was pretty sluggish when I got up and somehow one of my 3 lb weights fell and landed on my right foot. In case I didn't already get two blisters from my New Balance shoes on Thursday.
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