Yesterday night, i got drunk. Not just tipsy but drunk drunk. It was the worst night out of my life.
I had on an awesome dress but instead of rocking the night away, i downed one too many tequila shots while confidently thinking that i would only get tipsy at best. Well apparently, i was very wrong. The last thing i remembered clearly was waiting on the couch with Joyce while Karen helped a drunk Victor to the toilet. Then the next thing i knew, i had fallen asleep and was being dragged to the toilet where i fell and gave myself a bruise on the knee.
I couldn't walk without someone helping me to. One stupid staff member tried to touch me while helping me. Thank God i wasn't that much of a goner and managed to push his hand away. I vaguely remember being carried into a car, puking outside the car and hearing Karen tell Sidney that my phone is lost. Great. Adding salt to injury.
I couldn't go home looking like a wreck so i crashed at Karen's place instead. And when i woke up, millions of thoughts flooded my mind, mostly concerning the sounding that i was about to face at home. Got drunk, didn't sleep at home, lost my phone - it was going to be one heck of a sounding and well, i can only blame myself.
I am NEVER going to get drunk again. So many disgraceful incidents - being carried out of a pub in full view of hot kuai los is not sexy. I am so ashamed, and knowing that Karen and Sidney had to bust their asses helping me worsens the guilt. Thank you and so sorry guys. This is the first and last time.
I had on an awesome dress but instead of rocking the night away, i downed one too many tequila shots while confidently thinking that i would only get tipsy at best. Well apparently, i was very wrong. The last thing i remembered clearly was waiting on the couch with Joyce while Karen helped a drunk Victor to the toilet. Then the next thing i knew, i had fallen asleep and was being dragged to the toilet where i fell and gave myself a bruise on the knee.
I couldn't walk without someone helping me to. One stupid staff member tried to touch me while helping me. Thank God i wasn't that much of a goner and managed to push his hand away. I vaguely remember being carried into a car, puking outside the car and hearing Karen tell Sidney that my phone is lost. Great. Adding salt to injury.
I couldn't go home looking like a wreck so i crashed at Karen's place instead. And when i woke up, millions of thoughts flooded my mind, mostly concerning the sounding that i was about to face at home. Got drunk, didn't sleep at home, lost my phone - it was going to be one heck of a sounding and well, i can only blame myself.
I am NEVER going to get drunk again. So many disgraceful incidents - being carried out of a pub in full view of hot kuai los is not sexy. I am so ashamed, and knowing that Karen and Sidney had to bust their asses helping me worsens the guilt. Thank you and so sorry guys. This is the first and last time.
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