I went to this pretty chill art show that took over an entire motel and that was cool. Then my friend, Rara, and I met up with her friend and we went to the cheesecake restaurant. And then we went to a bar nearby called the Sandbar. And then we went into South Beach to this place called Purdy Lounge or something along those lines. Anyhow I've had a dirty martini and two Tanqueray Tom Collinses and I'm drunk. I'm WEAK! It was the last Tom Collins that tipped me over. Dammit.
But I didn't have to drive nowhere and I just had to put up with seeing my bro suck on his girlfriend's face. No big thang *puke*
Had a good ass time tonite. It was fun. Clubs in small small doses are cool to do.
Ok I am at the point where passing out sounds like the best thing in the world to do. Especially since my bro is busiy sucking face with some chica I don't even like. I hope he doesn't marry the girl or nothing like that.
Why do I feel like I'll delete this when I'm sober?
Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.