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Time: 3:56am...
I should be asleep. I shouldn't even attempt to be typing. Mind dizzy. Head heavy. Body tired. It's been the second night in a row that we have been binge drinking.... What a mess state I am in. It'll be curious to see what the mind will produce in this state... Why do we put our selves through this. What is the lure of spending huge amounts of money on useless pleasures that will no doubt kill brain cells and leave us wishing we had just stayed home....

I find myself drinking to escape my dull life. The party begins once that first drink goes in. I know I'm a different person. More confidant?? More crazy?? More liked?? More cocky?? What ever it is, it's become the new me for those few hours. Like a dream. Like strange rendition of my life that I have never imagined. A step outside of my body... Still strange that I should be typing and not dreaming.

Tomorrow I will forget much of what is running around in my head now. Tomorrow I will look back and laugh. We'll all sit around and talk about how the night went. The beer goggles. The stupid things we did. The people we haven't seen for ever. The people that we didn't want to see. And the people who will not never talk to us again after the night....

I think it's time to sleep. Time to start forgetting....