So....

So….

I like drinking beer. I know exactly how many I can have to get wasted. Liquor is a different story. I drink and drink and don’t feel buzzed at all so I drink some more then BOOM! I have the spins and I slur out words that mean to sound “help. I need to go home. I have the spins and feel like death.” I get back and the spins stop long enough for me to pass out.

I wake up some hours later. It’s actually more like I startle myself awake from the frozen position I passed out in to the incredible need of water. I drink all the water in the world. It’s only 4:30 which means 4 hours until my first class starts and I actually need to be awake. I get in the most coziest of positions but all I can think about is a shower and bacon. I’m starving. I realize someone drove me home and it’s not an appropriate time to walk across campus to my car or get bacon, so I make toast instead. Now I am watching old 7th Heaven episodes, wishing for bacon and iced coffee, and hating myself for not sleeping.