Off the wagon.

So I got retardly drunk last night, not surprising seeing how long I've been sober. Cheap drinks + Frat boys = Drunken Jenna. I woke up this morning freaking out because I couldn't find my purse, called my cell phone and Kelly answered. She had all of my stuff. Not even going to try to decipher last night. Omar tried to get back together with me. I think everyone in the bar was ridiculously drunk. It wasn't just me.