I Am A Terrible Drunk

So. It happened again. I got completely and utterly full on off my face on Friday. And I have narrowed it down to exactly when and why that happened. I ordered champagne. Literally as soon as I was on my second glass (after the gin and vodka tonics) my memory disappears. I have sketchy memories of emptying my purse for Anjali, then the next thing I remember is snorting vodka at my house.

I have no recollection of getting home from the pub at all. I remember being forced to down my drink during a card game and remember through the help of photos and videos Emma passing out but other than that.. Nothing. And I have been informed of conversations I really shouldn't have had.

To those I may have fucked off.. So sorry. To those who loved watching me being paralytic, shame on you for letting me drink lol

In other news, I have a huge decision to make. Do I try and come back for a second year in Australia? You see, here are my options and I need you to tell me which you think is best...

Option One: I go farming for 3 months and earn hardly anything, live in the scary outback, and then be granted a second year.

Option Two: I stay at Aus Post until July then do a months quick tour of Aus before leaving for good. I then go back home, learn to be a midwife and then come back on a skilled migrant visa.

Option Three: fuck it all, come home and have babies. Lots of babies and do up houses for a living.

I need to make this decision within the next 4 weeks. So tricky. Help!!!