new years injuries.
and i didnt truely inflict in on myself.
i was fine just drinking the bottle of champagne to myself, but apparently and empty hand didnt suit me. somebody kept putting those bloody cold shots in my hand, they are so small, and you drink them so fast. then i finally got away from the cold shot person, i had cut myself off, and someone else started to put bottles of sleemans in my hand. i shouldnt complain, however apon arriving home, i fell down my stairs. it woke my dad up who was sleeping 3 floors up. i laughed, and mentioned that i would be in alot of pain in the morning. and i am.
maybe free alcohol is not such a lovely thing.
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