Yesterday I was wasted.

A few friends came over yesterday. I was really, really drunk. It all started when we went to meet our friends in Kallio. It turned out that Mr. V. had hurt his back and he was treating himself with vodka and whiskey. When I saw him drinking vodka with a straw, still lying down on the floor, I got jealous. I wanted to get drunk, too. So I did.

We spent a few hours in Kallio and came back to our place. Then we had a great idea: let's invite some friends over to get drunk. We did. I am not sure how drunk did thety get. I drank a lot and some more. Later we went to a bar, Marian Helmi, which is close to my apartment. I drank some Koskenkorva and had a laugh. Before we went to Marian Helmi, I walked around our faculty, butt naked.

I don't remember how I had left from the bar. I don't remember anything. At some point I just realized that I was lying on the ground in the middle of the street. I had no idea for how long I'd been there. Some couple came to me and asked how I was. I think I said ok, but I am not sure, because they said I am mean. I do not understand that. Then I passed out.

Later I woke up, and understood what the hell and where I was doing. I had some fears that made no sense at all. I walked home and started to sleep. I woke up vomiting and came back to bed. I finally woke up around 12 o'clock. I had a massive hang-over. I still shake a bit.

Yesterday was a bit too strange to me. I'm happy I don't have to be at home alone.