пятница, 5 июля 2013 г.

The known, yet expected

It us 4:29am, I am in bed, not sleeping. I'm alone, just to clarify..
Tomorrow at 2:45pm I will know the secret code: my ib grades. See, I thought that getting intoxicated today was going to be 'relaxing'. It wasn't and I knew it all along, yet what the hell was I doing?!
Not only do I get drunk from an embarrassingly small amount of drinks but also do I eat a lot of food when I get home(although I gotta admit, that that helped the intoxication or more so getting rid of it).
I also watched 1.5 episodes of suits...
Aiaiai, why did I make all these fucked up decisions, although I did eventually get myself home- before it was too late, so yay me!
Another comforting detail- first night properly out the entire holiday excluding ibiza.. so am I maturing? Is that why I feel guilty going out this one night??
Actually it is also because I'm bot feeling at the top of everything atm- hence my body wasn't up for alcohol consumption--> embarrassingly small amount of it to get me drunk.
It was a bit of an adventure though, a certain Anna-banana would approve, I suppose. At least I took risks, wasn't tooooo stuck up and well, hung out with the wrong crowd BUT met one or two nice people:)

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