last night was TOTAL FAIL ON MY PART. for so many reasons.
firstly, got wasted like, actually, letting go wasted. WHIcH I NEVer FUCKING DO.
secondly, allowed my emotions to get the better of me. never FUCKING A-GAIN.
thirdly, I remember EVERYTHING I did last night. implications of that will sink in gradually all goddamn weekend.
fourthly, I have 7-hour long job-training starting in exactly 2 hours and my head is pulsating like a million drummers are having a drum--off in there.
fifthly, just..... PIECE of MOTHER$*&^^ING ^%*#, I want to punch a wall right now, but i'm sober enough to restrain myself.
sixthly, it's realizing I have no one to blame but myself, and venting is the only thing I can do right now.
EDIT: I suppose the one positive about the whole thing is the fact that I couldn't really sleep per se due to remembering various part s of the night in a half-drunken stupor meant there was no way in hell I was gonna sleep htorugh the time I have to get up for training. small consolation, in light of total and utter idiocy.
This post has been edited by Mentalist: 23 October 2010 - 01:14 PM