In A State Of Inebriation

So yesterday, I went to a friend's house for some drinks. The guy I like was there until he had to leave to go somewhere.

We drank until before the curfew and that was fine. But I really did get hammered. For the first time in months!

For some reason, it's always him who's in my mind whenever I go home drunk. Especially when I spend my drinking session with his sister. And so last night, I had been calling him nonstop. He would answer at times. Sometimes, he wouldn't.

I was my crazy self again and I'm dying of shame right now.

One of the things I do remember asking him though was if he loved me. Loved, yes. In the past tense.

He said, "Yes."

My heart! My heart!

It may have been in the past but at least now I know that I wasn't imagining things.

I asked him though what happened to us and he just laughed. Well, I know the answer to that one.

I also asked him if there was a chance that it may happen again and he ended the call. LOL. He's always like that especially when put on the hot seat.

That's fine. That's fine. I'm fine now.

Now, I really need to move on. Or have a guy to be in a relationship with. It's high time. I do hope though that it happens soon.

The family loves me though. LOL.