I .... puked and headbutted the girl I liked.
Here's the story: First I confessed my feelings for her, and I don't really quite remember her answer. I ignored it anyways, because I ended up telling her how I'm drunk and have no-one else at the party to take care of me.
Feeling sorry, she made sure a cab was called for me and gave me some change so that I can complete the ride home. We were standing outside to get some air and she was telling me a joke, to which I laughed first, stumbled with my head against hers, and the impact I guesss made me puke on her shoes.
.... ..... we still talk, but my god am I never getting her.
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