I'm making a promise to myself never to get wasted again. If I do drink, it's going to be in moderation and not to the point where I'm going to be falling on floors and peeing on myself. Saturday was NOT fun. Nonononononooooooooooooo. I remember funny parts and I remember crying but the rest is just a blur. I feel like I had my eyes closed the whole night, and it's probably because I couldn't find my glasses but still. It was not a fun night. :( I have bruises and a cut on my arm and my body STILL hurts and I feel like I've been in a car crash. Had I been sober, I would've slapped James and Angel for some of the stuff they were doing. I tried to clean up in the morning but decided to call my mom to pick me up because I was feeling waaaaaaay too gross. No more drunken nights. Alcohol dehydrates you and makes your skin sag anyway.