Another night, another fight. This is why I quit drinking.
So yeah. Last night, I got drunk super super early an passed out happily on the couch around 8 or 9pm. I woke up at 11pm to having shit thrown at me and lots of other crap being thrown around the room as Mickey and Corey (and to a much lesser degree, Mark) went insane. Honestly, the smart thing for me to do at this point would undoubtably been to have just gone to bed. But, of course, seeing as I was still drunk (and no longer tired. It’s amazing how fast you can wake up when people are literally THROWING things at you…), I couldn’t think rationally enough to do so. This is why I quit drinking.
Eventually one person left, leaving one of the main instigators of the problem at our house w/o a way back home (Mickey)… and she kept trying to get others to drive her home (and EVERYONE was drunk). So, I took all the keys I could find/see and hid them. Sue me. I just didn’t think that anyone else needed a DUI.
So then, Kevin (my boyfriend) starts begging me to give him his keys back so he can drunkenly drive Mickey home. I wouldn’t do it, so Corey started calling me names – cunt, hoar, slut, etc for no good f’ing reason, other than I wouldn’t let a drunk drive another drunk home. Once again, sue me. So eventually I got tired of being called names and kicked him in the back an told him to shut the fuck up. He wouldn’t so I kicked him again, an he attacked me – literally. He seriously got up and leaped ontop of me an tried his damndest to punch me in the face. I blocked, an kicked *HIM* in the face, apparently breaking his glasses in the process. Not much else important happend after that except a lil more fighting here and there.
Only now, he’s saying its against the rules to kick people in the face. Excuse me, I’m sorry, I must have missed that part of the “Rules of Engagement” lecture. F’ Off!! If your going to jump on me and try to pummel me in the face, I, personally, am going to KICK you wherever the hell I can to best get you off of me. If your face happens to be that location, then thats where your going to get kicked. F Off.
So then, my boyfriend was pissed and dissapeared for something around 3-4 hours. I cooled down went out tried to talk to him (where I got slapped a couple of times, an laughed at him, cause he was being SOO f’ing stupid an retarded at that point). Then, I went to try and find my boyfriend. Didn’t succeded (as it turns out, he went WAY farther than I thought he did…), came back and what do we have here? But like 3 or 4 more holes punched in the walls. Curtesy of Core. I went to bed, an now here we are the next day. Don’t know what to do. Kevin is apparently mostly mad at Corey but also mad at me… so yeah. I get to sit back here in our room, while they all do their thing in the family room. Stupid f’ing drunk bastards.