Wiser With Age?

Last night, my roommate brought home two unbelievably large bottles of white zin, and a bottle of rum. Along with the alcohol came about 8 friends and a state of drunkenness that has only been matched once in my lifetime. Drunk dialing anyone? Danny... poor innocent Danny. Every-freakin-time!!! I made two other phone calls last night. One was to my very recent ex-boyfriend. He didn't answer. The other was to a friend of mine... he did answer. The first time I called. It's not good guys.

Aren't age and maturity supposed to walk hand in hand?

And the reasons for why I was plastered...
1.I hurt someone. Not physically, but it may as well have been. And all I can think about is what he thinks of me. I'm worried that it will get out and ruin my reputation. Shouldn't my insides be eating themselves because I damaged the emotions of someone I care very much about?
2.So there's this guy.... nuff said.


I have been single for less than a week, and I think it's ok. At least, I know it will be eventually. I don't think i want to be single, but it may be the best thing for me. And probably the best thing for the people around me as well.