pammy

Isn't it such a strange feeling when you wake up after a night of partying and you can't remember shit? This has happened to me a couple of times. I absolutley hate it because it's like, the other night for example, I hadn't even had that much to drink, a guy came over to me and started talking, he seemed VERY harmless and I proceeded to talk to some of his friends whom I had met before. I was having a decent time, except I felt like I had to stick around this guy because he had told me sad things about his life. I was saying something like I wanted a tee-shirt that says "Mary was a MILF" and laughing and then I know I was driving one of the guys home, which was right across the street, but I don't remember anything until I got up the next day. I was sooo sick and had to call off work and everything. I honestly don't think anything bad happened, but how can you be sure? So much for the going out alone thing.