zafrina

Okie dokie sooo... monday night was the bartenders ball and I got a little to drunk and blacked out. Oopsy. Which wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't thrown up all over my poor roomate and the taxi. I am now currently footing the bill to get his clothes dry cleaned. I feel like a major ass. I spent all day yesterday throwing up and in bed. Totally missed class to. My mom isn't speaking to me because she claims I have a problem (which I would like to point out I don't. I really don't drink that often I just didn't eat enough yesterday and it was whiskey which is very bad news since I don't normally drink it.) and I argued with her about it. She likes to tell me that I am going to get drug tested in the future at my job which I may when I get a job at a rehab but luckly drinking is legal and the whole time I worked at my last rehab center I drank like twice...

...anyways I am now scrubbing my appartment down cuz I feel so bad for throwing up on him. I awoke on my closet floor which is half way between my bedroom and the bathroom... ::sigh:: I feel like I am to old to be doing this and yet I am only 22. Shouldn't I still be allowed to be stupid sometimes? I've always been the grown up, I've always been the DD and the mom to the group and yet when I do one stupid thing I get reemed for it. Tyler (the roomate) was way better with me. I think he knew how embarresed I was. Ugh. Time to go be a good student and study.