fuck.
Last night consisted of the following...
A.) Wrecking my fucking car.
B.) Explaining to my parents why I wasn't the one driving my car.
C.) Hooray for finally making it to the party at like 2 and getting fucking tanked.
D.) Going home and eating cheesecake with Kiley.
E.) Passing the fuck out.
.. so now i'm sitting here at work with a hangover from hell. All I want to do is crawl in my bed and hide.
gggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr