Okay. I am drunk. I dont like being drunk.
I know I’ve always wanted to be one of those badass girls who could hold whisky and rum and whatever other alcoholic drinks. One of those girls who wear a leather jacket and drink and smoke when they are angry or frustrated. But I am not.
And honestly, speaking as the drunk me, I am fucking glad.
I dont like being drunk. I’m sleepy, but I dont actually feel like sleeping and I feel like puking all the fucking time. Also, I cant think. I dont know if I’m walking straight or if I’m talking properly. Hell, I dont even know if this sentence make sense. I hope it does. I takes me double the concentration to write anything.
So, to the sober, badass wannabe me, I am not equipped to be drunk. I dont like the feeling of being drunk. Right now all I want to do is smash my skull with a hammer. And puke. And all I had was a little bit of rum. Accept it baybe your not that kind of badass.
Update: I puked. And I feel much better now. Though I think I could puke for another ten minutes. Also, this was my first time getting drunk.