Kill me now.

We went out last night for Niki and Callum's pyjama/onesie party. Long story short: I got horribly drunk and ended up kissing some random guy who grabbed my waist. It was pretty gross, and completely ruined my first kiss (though the VSers have reassured me that I can write it off - it didn't count because I was drunk and it was gross). I'm now paranoid that everyone thinks I'm someone who goes around kissing anyone they meet and gets drunk all the time. That's the first time they've seen me drunk, too, which kind of makes it worse.