I never learn

I never listen to the advice of anyone. I ask for it, then do what I want anyways.
Take Saturday night for example...
My best friend came over for the night, she wanted to relax, watch movies, eat popcorn etc. I was restless and wanted to go out. She didn't want to due to lack of money and the fact that we go to our favorite bar A LOT. Her words exactly "sometimes, it's good to charge the batteries for a weekend." My words exactly "we're only 22 and not dead yet, let's go. You can raid my closet and borrow whatever you want" (This is a tempting offer considering my overspending tendancies and my many designer items.)
She didn't want to go, really didn't want to go out. She reminded me of my recent illness and exhaustion from work. She advised me to relax for a weekend, to take it easy. Nope, I couldn't do it. I couldn't sit home, feeling cooped up. I couldn't stay home knowing that all the university students moved to the city this weekend and would be out enjoying their last weekend of freedom. It would be a great opportunity to meet some new and attractive guys. I couldn't resist - I had to go.
After much convincing I won, my bestest agreed to go to the bar for a "drink or two."
With her and I, it is never as simple as a "drink or two" - we work hard, so we play hard. Apparently, I play harder. We both returned home almost three hours later and three sheets to the wind. She doesn't drink hard liqor the way I do. She will enjoy beer or wine, while I have to drink vodka or gin. I hate beer and am very picky about wine. Turns out, I may have drank more than her as I have the worst damn hangover of my entire life. Worse than underage binge drinking hangovers. My stomach has such bad gut rot that I couldn't sleep and spent half my day feeling tipsy. The other half vowing to never drink again and wishing I would have stayed home to "charge the batteries". This is a vow, I have pledged many times since I was 16 and came home drunk for the first time. It is also a vow, I have broken many times since then.
So today, my bestest has had the extreme pleasure of singing the "I told you so..."song while accompanying the song with a dance. I curse her for being right, but our plans for next weekend - to hit up our favorite bar,because it is her turn to decide where we go or what we do.(Never should have used that when I was trying to convince her to go out.)
My liver hurts as I think of next weekend.