she's the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.. especially when i'm drunk.. and especially when there are only 4 girls in a group of 30

i am home in Mustang as of now. this past week has been busy, of course, but things are starting to slow down a bit. well, that's what i think but it will soon be speeding up and stuff soon. yesterday i went to work at IT for the first day. it was quite interesting. i did some stuff afterwards with kevin and dennis. they were going to a concert in tulsa later that day. at 4:30 we had some flag football action.

later that day was Fred's dinner at saii. it was a 44$ meal. fred was being a baby in the restaurant because he didn't want to go to norman. he later got jumped outside the restaurant by tiep, bc, and trung and was wounded, literally. after that i went to tony's place in the city for a bit. it is a super nice apartment! too bad it is a little empty, though. so after that we headed to norman to go to the taiko house for fred's thing which he didn't even show up for.

in the car i fell asleep because i was so tired. i've been really tired all the time lately actually. i don't even have time to nap. anyways, the trip to norman felt quick because i was asleep most of the time. it's funny how i could still sleep with no leg room because tony's car is small and his driver seat is up into my personal space.

so we reach the taiko house and its a sausage fest. there were literally only like two girls and that was loan and kat. we tried to get it started by taking 151 shots. UGH. loan is cool, though. she's always down for anything. later some females started coming. females such as tammy and emily and their friend. later more girls came. the gammas, i believe. so we partied the night away.

throughout the night i took shots and shots and i lost count. i took shots for fred's birthday, who wasn't even there. we took shots for David Le for passing his bar exam. Congratulations, bro! we took shots to brothers, we took shots to our sisters, and to our new friends, the gammas. oh yeah, i had a flaming dr. pepper.

anyways, as the night progressed i became loud and obnoxious. i guess i was drunk. well anyways. after people started leaving i wanted to go home. so i called kevin up to pick me up. he came over with dennis but thats when everything was going downhill... i began throwing up in the bathroom and my consciousness was beginning to disappear.

i hate throwing up so much. i was pretty much making love to the toilet, as gross it was. someone earlier in the night threw up everywhere in the bathroom. there were literally fucking chunks under the cabinets and in the corner. it was fucking disgusting. although it was disgusting, i was drunk and i had my arms around the toilet and my body rolling on the floor. ugh.

i was carried to the car after i sat outside for a bit puking. kevin and dennis carried me to dennis's car and i sat in the front seat. dennis had a bag around my head just in case i had to throw up. the thing was it was around my face and suffocating me like he was trying to kill me. i didn't feel too well after that. once i got home i crashed and starting have weird dreams.

my dreams consisted of partying, picnics, and other.. stuff. as for the partying part of the dream, the scenario was i was still at the party at the taiko house but cops came and crashed the party and partied with us? i don't quite remember but i had very weird dreams.

i began kind of waking up at 10 but slept again. i realized i miss my training for work which i am so pissed at myself for. my head hurt really bad and i just felt really, really shitty. i had a burning in my internal area and i had this sick feeling like i was going to puke. i coughed a lot too because i've been sick for a while.

kevin was at the house with me. thanks for taking care of me. its nice to know there are people or even just one person that cares (or shows it) with such compassion and sincerity. so he stayed there pretty much all day although he had stuff to do and he didn't have his car there so i let him take my car. after he left i started throwing up again. it is such a disgusting feeling but i felt a little better aferwards.

i went to bed for a while and called kevin to return my car because i felt like i was good enough to drive back home. i was driving home and realized.. "wait, this is such a familiar setting." i was hungover and it was raining. the last time that happened i hydroplaned on the highway and hit my car. so i was like.. hmm.. and put on my seatbelt.

it was a pretty terrible experience at first. i was feeling shitty and it was raining and i had the windshield wipers on. the wipers were going at this steady, constant pace. the whole time i felt nauseous. it really is a terrible feeling. fortunately, the rain began to stop as i reached the metro. the rain was still coming but the windshield wipers slowed down.

i could still hear the gentle drops from the clouds hitting my car. it sounded soothing. my ipod was on shuffle and the songs "dreaming with a broken heart" from john mayer and "gravity" from sara bareilles came on. the songs and the setting gave this sentimental experience. i just had a lot of thoughts and feelings running.

i finally made it home and the first thing i did was shower. now i am sitting and eating and about to study for my upcoming chem test. this year is going to be great. i am the best.

so i told that long-winded story not because i thought it was cool or anything. i told it because it was a pretty shitty feeling. i don't want to feel that shitty anymore. i just wonder how i ended up drinking that much. there is no point in drinking if you've passed the "good" point. after that you're just wasting alcohol and became loud and obnoxious. some people might find it funny and entertaining but i don't want to be that drunk.

its also pretty terrible to puke (especially after a $44 meal) and stuff. the toilet is gross. also, you will end up with a nasty hangover and it will ruin your day. you spend the day rolling in bed wondering why did you do what you did and was it even worth it, especially if you didn't wake up with a naked stranger girl next in bed with you (of course that didn't happen to me, i have a twin sized bed anyways). i'm not saying i will never drink again.. but drink in moderation at least!