I'm not fretting im just trying to figure out what the hell shes talking about for my own mind, you know like when you wake up in your car in the morning and you look at your hand and see 3 club stamps, then you realize your panties are missing and your left eye is swollen shut. then you wonder if the vomit on your windshield is yours.

the first thing you do is try to remember the last thing you can, usually your to chicken to call the girls you left the house with in case you embaressed yourself or got in a fist fight with one of them (you vaugly rememeber screaming) so you wash the puke out of the car at the self serve car wash go home to your pissed boyfriend and let him tell you what you said on the phone at 4am but so much is still missing.

a murder report come on tv, why was there a gun under my seat. why is my left sholder so sore, hasnt been that sore since my brother taught me to shoot.....