So, I'm not quite drunk, but I'm definitely not sober. I went out with my friends again tonight, and it should have been a hoot. I had a good time, but they kept buying me drinks thinking it would make me lighten up and have fun, and I nursed every one of them due to not wanting to be drunk. With every one I finished, I felt worse. Not ill, not sick to my stomach, I felt like laying on my couch until I became attached to it worse. I left before everyone else. They know they cannot and will not stop me, but they freaked out a little because it was an 8 block walk to my car that I was making alone. I'm not drunk, I'm poor and I look it, AND I'm a fat kid. I am no danger of being robbed or raped. I'm home and I'm moping. I can't tell if it's the alcohol, my period or just hating the bar we were at.

I'm grouchy. that's all.