Singing (loosely termed) for absolution

I'm rather drunk as I write this so forgive a lack of spelling, grammar, intelligence and wit.

So now i'm the bad guy, even by my own reckoning - not completely, and certainly not in a greater way, but I haven't really behaved as maturely as I could have. I don't really know what to do now so I'm stuck drinking and making sarcastic comments. How the mighty have fallen and do hide behind unfit walls.

Today was good, mostly. I made new friends in my lecture and enjoyed the fact that I get to watch trainspotting in February for academic purposes. You know the world is getting confused when a film like that is called educational. But hey, I can't complain; I'm just a student and it's not like my opinion influences how things are taught, right? I just foot the bill.

As mentioned before, I'm drinking. although I don't really know why. I'm not too depressed any more - which is not to say I'm fine, or that I don't feel bad but I'm past the worst of it. At least I think so. Might just be the eye of the storm. I'm not going out either, not for a few days, so it's certainly not pre-drinking unless I'm going for an extreme night out. Which I doubt. And I'm kind of drinking out of reflex, because I'm used to, which is a bad sign in itself.

I guess I'm confused and don't know what to do. Quite why becoming inebriated will aid me is beyond my comprehension so I should probably stop.

However there's vodka still left in the bottle so I guess rationality will have to wait. I;ll see you later, I'm going to get lost in a liquid embrace.