And the world's worst friend award goes to... ME.

So the bitch has a conscience after all.

Despite the random and somewhat unpredictable night I ended up having tonight, deep down I just couldn't properly enjoy myself. All the 'jokes' made cut me real deep and it was like having my worst thoughts and fears come to life.

The question that still puzzles me is why it happened and how I let it happen. It doesn't make any sense and it's seriously not like me.

Whatever it is, at least I know this: I am my own worst enemy.