I quit drinking heavy though because I get horny and very flirtatious and I can't deal. I mean I'm naturally flirtatious, but when I'm drunk it's on another level and I'm just too classy for that behavior. I'm an emotional drunk too. I tell everybody I love them and everyone's my best friend.
OMG Bailey's is the WORST.
Some girl made me mix it w/a couple of other stuff
''It tastes like chocolate, you'll love it, add it to w/e you have!!''
The high was DISGUSTING, and it tasted like ****.
I'm telling you i couldn't even drive home, i left my car @ her place and walked (it wasn't that far, tho).
And the next day was CHURCH. The horror.
Estrella is so good I love my new job guyz.
Made 50 in tips today.
Wait so speaking of Chris brown I went on a date with this guy while I was banned and long story short I was high and drunk and he tickled me so I punched him accidentally
Let me copy/paste my diary entry
Ok so I'm writing this right after this happened but I'm writing it in retrospect so it makes sense to the world okay? Katy Perry Double rainbow is billowing in my ears at top volume. Okay, so to quickly bring you guys up to speed I am completely done with Mauricio and at the final landing with Angel. Eli had been a great help relationship wise (thanks sis) and we've become really great friends as of late. My friendship with Evan is shaky as ****ing ever and I feel as if his annoying boyfriend is patronizing me. So anyway I've gotten into the habit of using grindr and Tinder. I met this guy named John on tinder. We have a lot in common including our secretly worshiping beyonce and outwardly adoring rihanna. We went on a date tonight(Sunday after thanksgiving) at this place called 181 Cabrini near where he lives. The date was incredible. We were very cute and pdaish and we clicked on every level. So we tipsay back to his house(drunk as ****) and are holding hands and making out smartly the entire walk. We get to his house and we go into his room and smoke and are behaving so heavily and sexually. We smoke a little and are just ****ing around. So I don't know what happened before, but I jokingly punched him for something. After this he starts acting weirdly so I apologize incessantly and he is just like no it's whatever. After a few minutes of silence he says "I think you should go". I'm like "for now or forever" and he's like "ever". I'm kind of high so I started shaking and was like why. He basically says I don't want to take any chances. Millions of thoughts flush into my mind. Is this a racism thing? Is he just overreacting and is one of those sleep on it people? Was he bull******** the whole time was john the ****ING broadway hopeful just brushing up on his acting chops? After like 15 minutes of me stalling and trying to talk him out, I leave. To his seemingly apparent relief I ****ing go. I leave and I'm like oh my god what the **** am I some abuser on the inside, I don't want to be Chris brown guys.(ew international smile just came on, skips). So I go through who I can call, my friend Stephanie(the one I had sex with but is obsessed with me being her gay best friend) is in a club with her own issue. I hesitate on Evan. Evan is my friend but we've not been close since his boyfriend is a fat lard and thinks I've been talking with other friends about him being a fat lard which, as far as I can remember, is a heinous outcry from the truth and completely unbased. Ugh birthday is on and the part where it's impossible to be depressed just came on and I just screamed it on my walk home ugh. So I call Evan and he doesn't reply so I am like Natalie! My best friend, who I just made up with she will definitely be there for me I need to take her seriously as a friend. But then Evan answers. When he answers guys I GUSH, I tell him how ****** my life has been and at first it seems that he's listening and very sympathetic but them after a few minutes I hear moaning in the background and it's just his fat ass boyfriend being a rude piece of ****. I get pissed and hastily say bye because it's not worth it right now. After that I board the train and start thinking about everything mostly about the cynical person I am. I am now writing this and I've almost arrived home. I feel jilted. I know we just met and everything but everything was just so right. How can I be mad at him, he's being smart but it just all seems so forced and unfair. And then to be like let's be friends, how cruel. **** this, I'm calling eli.
Now what possessed you to play drinking games with LIQUOR? Drinking games are the only time I endorse beer.
Not you almost collapsing from just 8 shots. Gyal.
They doubled them though. Well...they weren't exactly shots. More like half glasses Bearing in mind it was Xmas season at the hotel, we'd worked all day (6am-midnight), had nothing to eat at all. I oddly miss the messiness of that place. I wonder if my mother could even tell I was drunk
Bearing in mind it was Xmas season at the hotel, we'd worked all day (6am-midnight), had nothing to eat at all. I oddly miss the messiness of that place. I wonder if my mother could even tell I was drunk 
