I don't feel so great...
I went to Tulia's graduation party in Brigantine last night. I really don't remember too much of last night becasue I really haven't drank in a while, and I haven't been drinking often at all. I drank and smoked a lot. I just remember being an obnoxious/annoying piece of shit. I had to use this girl who's name I can't recall right now to help me get up and down the steps because that was such a difficult task. I also remember jokingly hitting on Meryl and calling Mike a faggot. I was jk around and I'm sorry if I offended either of you. That's really pretty much all I remember that happened at the party. I had a good time with some good friends. Joe and I left the party at 3:00 and went to Harrah's. I won $12 because Mike told me to bet on black. I'm going to call you today and thank you for helping me win money that I would eventually spend on an awesome super early in the morning breakfest at Denny's on the ride home from AC. I got home at like 5:30 and passed out watching Full House. I woke up at 10:45 because I feel like shit, and I think I'm going to go try to get back to sleep. What a great night.