note to self: being hung over sucks

I'm not one of those people who boast about how smashed they got and all the stupid things they did. I do like to recall the funny moments, but I absolutely hate being hungover and wasting a full day of being worthless to pay for my actions from the night before. I drank a lot more than I should have Friday night. But hey, it was my best friend's birthday, we had to go all out! We've also decided that trips to Coyote Ugly are always wild, probably why we only limit our visits there to just once in awhile or special occasions only.

I think I had 5 or 6 beers and 5 shots (for those of you who don't know me, I'm a 2 beer queer). I have no idea what all the shots were, but at least they were provided either by the bartender or our guy friends. I also didn't have much of a dinner either. I definitely didn't plan on drinking that much, especially because I was planning on waking up early Saturday morning to meet up with D and go see the panda then go shopping. Luckily it was raining because I found it impossible to get up.

Minus a few minutes when D called me, I seriously slept until 2 pm. I hate wasting a day away like that just sleeping. Maybe back in high school or college, but these days I don't get a lot of free time anymore and I just hate wasting the day sleeping. I met up with D around 330, and I was seriously worthless. I was in such a blah mood I kept dazing out, we didn't go shopping as planned. D even told me that I'm not as fun when I'm hung over. After dinner we came home where I passed out for another hour. I think I was awake only 10 hours yesterday.

I'm glad that I don't go out and party often anymore. Yes, I still go out, but there's a difference between going out and having fun and also going out and getting plastered. It's something that I only do every now and then and am glad it stays that way. I wouldn't be able to party like that often or sleep my weekends away. I savor the weekends. Yea, I like to sleep in, but at the very latest til 11. Anything past that is almost a waste of a day.

But anyways, despite feeling like I was worthless all day Saturday, Friday night was a blast. We got a good group out, we had a fun time shaking our butts, and I hope that my best buddy had a fun night. Happy Birthday C!