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So, I was very sad yesterday. Depressed, wandering around downtown alone.

I decided I was going to go home and drink by myself, but on my way there, a couple girlfriends asked me to come over and drink with them. So I did.

Then I took the bus home, drinking vodka and cranberry juice from a coca cola bottle the whole way.

Then a girl I don't really like much called and came over. We went to her house so she could change or something, and then took shots of the Jack Daniels I had in my purse.

I don't remember anything after that.

I woke up in the bed of my friend Nick, drunk, mostly naked, and a little confused. Nick's a good kid and I know nothing happened.

I lost my bra and some makeup, broke a closet door, and messed around with the girl I don't like.

I haven't had a night like that in MONTHS.

At least I stopped being depressed. That WAS that point after all.