<human>: I've been reading so many of these lately and was wondering when my fuck-up time would come. Well, last night it finally came to me. Yay! Not as great as I thought it would be. 

So I go to a pretty big public university (hint, we just won a cool football thing) so naturally it's been pretty wild on the weekends. I decided to go to a party my friend was throwing--seeing as there would be jungle juice instead of the usual natty light I thought why not. Wouldn't hurt to have a little fun. Wrong. It hurt. Hurt my pride real bad. 

Sidenote: I'm a fairly small girl but I take pride in holding my liquor well but alas, with jungle juice you're gonna get messed up no matter what. Especially when your friend is constantly pouring her drink in yours. I'm not sure how much I drank but all I know is that I'm pretty sure I'm still drunk almost 24 hours later. 

Anyway, with all that in my system I was past the "feel good" level and on the head spinning eyes crossed level. Also not too sure the contents of the drinks. Fuck up numero uno right there. Well there was a guy there who I met the previous weekend had been texting all week. He seemed pretty into it, but when I tried to talk to him at the party he blew me off multiple times and I was noticeably upset. Unfortunately I'm an emotional drinker. I'm that girl :/. I live pretty far away from this house and didn't want to walk home so I texted my friend who lives basically next door "should i sleep at ur house? we can cuddleeee". Except when I checked my phone this morning I didn't text her. No. I texted the guy who blew me off. LOL cool. Alright. Not that bad, but still kind of embarrassing.

Second fuck up. A group of my friends have a GroupMe, basically a huge group text app. I check it when I wake up this morning and have a million messages. Turns out, instead of sending ":( males suck" to my group of friends, I sent it in a 40 person group message for my business organization. Is that considered business professional?

Give me the gist of the text in a nutshell
<bot>: Got drunk as a skunk, sent a message about cuddling to a guy who rejected me instead of my friend, and sent my whole business fraternity a message about my boy troubles.