I think I might be dying.
Went out last night. Put on my trusted little black skirt, a funky top and outrageously red lipstick.
I'm not supposed to drink but I did. I'm not supposed to wear silly shoes with ridiculous heels but I did.
I drank and I danced and I even got compliments from guys.
Didn't make me feel any better.
Now I am hungover to hell and have shakey hands. I also cannot open the bottle of water I have had next to me for the last 30 minutes. I should go and put it back in the fridge really so when there is someone about who can open it for me it will be cold.