I've never felt so old in my life

In my attempt to become the old Nikki [think partying, clubbing and drinking too much], I tried going clubbing last night [well, Friday Night and it's already Saturday morning].

Well, let's just say it's one o'clock in the morning and I'm already at home settled on my bed and typing away on my laptop.

It did not go well.

I went to dinner at our restaurant and met up with Amber after in my attempt to go clubbing.

Screw work, I'm calling in sick and getting shit-faced tonight, I thought.

Over dinner, I had two glasses of white wine. I was fine. The wine went well with the seafood.

Then over at Shooters, I had one bottle of Smirnoff twist. I didn't even finish the second one.

Why's that, you ask.

Because I was feeling tipsy already.

The girl who can down three shots of tequila, six vodka and tonics and a bottle of merlot got tipsy with two glasses of white wine and a bottle and a half of Smirnoff Twist.

It was like entering the Twilight Zone, I tell you.

At twelve thirty I told Amber that I was going home.

So I took a cab home and now I'm wearing my pj's and am about ready to go to bed.

I feel so old. What happened to the girl who can show up at work at six thirty in the morning drunk because she had a big night the night before.

She's grown up, Emmet said.

I told you, you'd get over it after awhile, he added.

My boyfriend is right, as always. I'm over it.

I don't think I'll be going out again for a very long time.

It's done. Party Girl Nikki had left the building.


The comeback update

Mark messaged me last night.

Hey there cutie, what you upto today? I can't wait to see you guys again. I can't file for leave anymore cos they are using me up so much as I'm leaving in a few months. Can't wait to get back there. Sydney had never really been my home. So, what's been happening. still going out with your man?

Incidentally, I was with Emmet when he sent that. You see, Mark has a habit of pranking me if I don't reply to his message five minutes after he sent it.

So he left a missed call on my phone and Emmet asked who it was. I had to tell him. At first, I told him it was just a friend. But he looked over my shoulder and saw Mark's name.

What does he want, he demanded.

He grabbed the phone from my hand and read the text.

I cannot believe the gall of that guy. He knew you are with me. There are too many fuckers in this world, he said.

Tell him, we're still together and it will be that way for a very long time, he added.

He insisted on me sending the text to Mark right then and there. I had no choice, I do what Emmet tells me to do.

I tried sweetening it up a bit.

Umm.. Yeah I'm still with him. Really happy with the way things are going actually.. Wouldn't change it for anything..

No, panget, tell him to fuck off and leave you alone. Or I'll fuck him up, he said.

I was quiet. Deleted the message and started again.

Hey there, my boyfriend really feels uncomfortable with me still talking to you so to keep the peace in my relationship with him, I'll have to stop messaging you. It's for the best.

I sent send before he protested.

Two minutes later he replied.

What, if he asked you to jump off a bridge together you'd do it?

I could see Mark rolling his eyes and being all sarcastic.

I messaged back without consulting Emmet although he was reading the message over my shoulder.

If we do it together yes, I wouldn't want this to end and I guess in that case at least we'll still be together.

I could hear Emmet clearing his throat. I looked over and he had the biggest smile on his face.

I love my panget, he said.

I know you do, I teased.

I can put the end on my Mark sage.

Finally.