Today I went to my grandmothers funeral. Got outrageously drunk afterwards. Don't remember how I got home. Threw up in the limo. On my uncle a little. Got A text from a friend and I tried to tell her I was drunk about 5 times and ended up saying "I meet nails" thenI called her. Cried to her on the phone for god knows how long. Saying, "she's gone!" and telling stories, telling her I was all alone, telling her about my stepdad and how he's an ******* who hits my mom. I hung up to vomit some more then ended up in the living room on the couch back on the phone with her because I couldn't be alone. My dad came, he had dropped me off and he came back to see if I was okay. Poor guy lost his mom. Whatever. . .I slept most of it off. I believe I still was kinda drunk when my boss called me. I told her to put me on for tomorrow morning, senior cut day. Need money. woo.
great ****ing day
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