Mine is a gin.

Tonight I went to a party, but as I have to film for Media Studies tomorrow, I had to leave at 11PM. So, my phone battery died, and I could not get in contact with my dad. I had to walk home. By myself. With no jacket. In the dark. At 11PM at night. Ohhh, wait, wait, it gets better! The alley I had to walk down- wait for it- has been the home for many a rape attack! I was awfully scared and freezing cold and I kept seeing shadows that I did not like, not one bit. This has put me in a horrible mood. Not even The Fratellis, Zombie Chat quotations and the American Eagle website can cheer me up. All I want now is just to wrap myself in a very large blanket, watch The Nightmare Before Christmas and talk about the summer with somebody. :/