Why do I do these things I do to myself?
Two days ago: mini golfing/sleep-over with the girls and my first $100 night at the resturant. :D
Last night: A BAD day at the resturaunt, but I made $50 so it's okay I guess. One table waited 25 minutes for their BURGERS, they were cooked wrong, the recook took another 15 minutes, and there was a hair baked into their desserts. Needless to say, they were not pleased.
Afterward Alan, Christin, Tan and I decided to go mini golfing (surprise surprise, lol). We drank a few beers in the parking lot of the resturant then walked over, but it was closed, so we went to Fridays instead.
Had some more beer and a couple shots, one of which had Malibu pineapple in it which is the fucking jump off. The other one tasted like butt, and I'm pining my eventual downfall on it.
We leave for pizza and wings at some place down the road. I am THE drunk girl. I sit in Alan's car half passed out and then we take the pizza back to the resturant.
I vomit. My first drink-puke experience. I vomited on Tan's shoe but that's only because he insisted on holding my hair. Later I vomited on the outside of his car. Oops. His fault for not pulling over. Everyone continued to eat and were just like 'Aw, it's okay. Everyone does it eventually. Nah, you're not ruining out appitite.' HOW CAN YOU EAT WHEN THERE'S SOMEONE VOMITTING LIKE THREE FEET FROM YOU?! lol...
Fun night. No, really. Despite getting sick it was fun. I missed stupid HS-type binges when I was actually in HS, so it's nice to experience things, the good and bad.
MY BACK IS KILLING MEEEEEEE!
HAPPY GRADUATION CANDY!!!! *proud*
Last night: A BAD day at the resturaunt, but I made $50 so it's okay I guess. One table waited 25 minutes for their BURGERS, they were cooked wrong, the recook took another 15 minutes, and there was a hair baked into their desserts. Needless to say, they were not pleased.
Afterward Alan, Christin, Tan and I decided to go mini golfing (surprise surprise, lol). We drank a few beers in the parking lot of the resturant then walked over, but it was closed, so we went to Fridays instead.
Had some more beer and a couple shots, one of which had Malibu pineapple in it which is the fucking jump off. The other one tasted like butt, and I'm pining my eventual downfall on it.
We leave for pizza and wings at some place down the road. I am THE drunk girl. I sit in Alan's car half passed out and then we take the pizza back to the resturant.
I vomit. My first drink-puke experience. I vomited on Tan's shoe but that's only because he insisted on holding my hair. Later I vomited on the outside of his car. Oops. His fault for not pulling over. Everyone continued to eat and were just like 'Aw, it's okay. Everyone does it eventually. Nah, you're not ruining out appitite.' HOW CAN YOU EAT WHEN THERE'S SOMEONE VOMITTING LIKE THREE FEET FROM YOU?! lol...
Fun night. No, really. Despite getting sick it was fun. I missed stupid HS-type binges when I was actually in HS, so it's nice to experience things, the good and bad.
MY BACK IS KILLING MEEEEEEE!
HAPPY GRADUATION CANDY!!!! *proud*