The night i was looking foward to ALL fucking month turned out to be my nightmare. Me and holly left the party really early and drank a big assed mo fo of cider with a 1/2 bottle of vodka. We came back to the party and by that time it kicked in. all i can remember is Me falling over Me dancing and almost breaking one of my best friends toes by litualery dancing on them Me being sick - june my SAINT helping me be ok Me about to go home with hannah kirsty and arlene Me running in to the toilet again - with june-and being sick People asking if i am ok The BOSS of the whole fuckin place who knows my dad asking what i drank and shit like that Me some how waking up here this morning.But no hang over - nope. Just a killin fuckin knee and a guilty conscience. fuck partys fuck drink all i wanted to do was have a good time with my friends. Apparently if i was sick any more i would of had to of get my tummy pumped. Fun fun fun. Now, i truely just want to curl up in a ball and die. Thank fuck its the summer holidays. UPDATE - I DID FUCKIN BREAK HER TOE.AAAAAAARGH I AM SUCH A STUPID LITTLE CUNT. the end.