Ugh. I went to a party last night at a friends house. I got drunk. Drunk to the point in fact that I ended up puking on the curb outside his house. I hadn't done for a few years now. I had forgotten how shitty it feels to have to throw up. I'm laying in bed right now and it's beautiful outside. All I want to do is sleep for a few hours but the hustle and bustle of the day is already too loud. It would be difficult to sleep.
I hung out and talked to this girl named Maral that I graduated high school with. I was very blown away at how different she really was. How much more depth she has. I too am a lot different since the last we really spoke. I'm much more mature than I was 4 years ago. So I suppose I shouldn't be so surprised.
I think I'm going to take a nap.
I'll be back...