i feel depressed for no legitimate reason.

the events of yesterday night are a blur of

too much vodka, unfamiliar faces and somehow regrets.

i'm just really infuriated with myself that i

drank too much than intended to which

caused me to miss the party bus.

plus, i feel so fucking terrible that nat & nichola

had to take care of me. 

and on top of that, nat's dad had to drive us back

to my house and freaking jack was there.

and i pretty much looked like a walking disaster.

i looked hideous, i swear.

god, i feel so ashamed and embarrassed he had to

see me in such an awful state.

i don't know why i'm over-thinking this or

why i'm getting so incredibly upset about this.

i'm the biggest fucking idiot ever.