Dear Diary:
I can't even-
Hangovers are baaad
Especially if it's your first one
So, yes. We had the Halloween party yesterday. Yes, I went. Yes, I drank alcohol. Yes, I also probably made a fool of myself.
It was going all well, I arrived in my hideous outfit, which wasn't so hideous after all. I received lots of compliments.
Then it was midnight out of a sudden.
Of course, we didn't win the costume contest. That would of been too lucky.
After wandering around the whole night, I magically found Hong Kong talking shit with his brothers.
Me: Hi-
HK: OH HAAII-
Now that I think about it, he was holding a glass with a suspicious liquid in it...
Me: Nice party...
HK: H-Hey, what'ya dressed as??
Me: Doctor. You?
HK: Dean.
Me: Who?
And I felt everyone suddenly turn around and look at me.
HK: ...... y.... you don't watch Supernatural?
Me: Is that a movie?
The staring somehow intensified.
HK: ..... HAHAHAHA, well... naaa it doesn't matter. Hey do you want something to drink??
Then he gave me a cup of suspicious liquid.
Me: Where did you get this?
HK: That thing over there.... everyone's drinking it so ehhhh- I think it's punch or something...
So I drank it.
And spit it out because it was disgusting.
But kept on drinking it because it was good.
And then I woke up in my bed.
I honestly don't even remember what happened in that period of time. It's all blurry. I did wake up with a few strange marks around my neck, so I guess I hit myself against a table or something. I don't know. I tried asking Hong Kong but he doesn't remember either.
It hurts to think, to walk and to do everything. I wonder what I drank. Maybe beer.... or vodka... or something. I have no idea. Oh well.
Besides that, the party was ok, I guess. I got forced into talking to Liechtenstein for a while. She was boring. Also, I sorta ate a lot. I gained a pound.
I'm wasn't prepared for that kinda bullshit.
Anyways, I think I'm gonna sleep for the 2nd time today.
I'm hella tired ;-;
If I remember, I'll probably gonna write something tomorrow... I don't know
-Iceland
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I SWEAR I'M GONNA FORCE MYSELF TO WRITE SOMETHING TOMORROW- ;-;
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