i hate life sometimes

so last night could have been great but I'm sorry to whom ever is going to read this cause i just need to ramble on about how it sucked.
so yesterday started off great with a great hike and nice lunch with a friend, said friend will be the catalyst to ruining my night.  Night starts off with vodka and redbulls, then vodka and coke cause red bulls are expensive for the amount of booze I can actually drink. We put on nice suit jackets to go out for a friends birthday which has promise to be fun.  All of us go to the birthday boys house and a girl I didn't really want to see, due to an awkward morning after is there.  This is fine, the booze hasn't kicked in so I'm able to be civil and not weird about it, so I thought.  The bar is now calling and the party now moves.  It's a nice place and drinks are reasonable.  I am having fun and drinking and making new friends as normal.  At this point the booze is taking hold of not only myself but everyone around me.  And here is where everything goes sour and does not recover despite my best efforts.
I'm waiting to go to the bathroom when the B-day boy and a gang of females show up in the bathroom line.  He is way to wasted and the girls ask if he can go ahead of me to puke, I can understand, having been in that situation more then once in my life.  Instead of hanging out outside like I wanted to, 3 girls kick me inside to make sure he will be ok. One person bathroom. So I still have to pee and his head is in the toilet, so I pee in the trash which is fun but I'm still stuck playing baby sitter to ultra drunk.  Soon all the girls bust in and take over dramatic control of the situation.  Being the only one strong enough to lift a dead weight "grown up" this is now my job.  Full on carrying a 160 pound punching bag that has puke on him.  Fine.  I can help a friend.  to a waiting car for him and back into the bar for me.  I have now found the hottest girl in the place and we are talking and it is going well.  She is drunk enough and having a good enough time with me that maybe a bad decision.  At this point I am slugged in the nuts by a girl friend of mine......  FOR FUN........  the tit punch that follows is nowhere near as strong as it should be due to the lack of strength  after getting punch in the nuts.  Life sucks, hot girl gone and I am curled over in pain while being laughed at.  Sad face emote.  I try to recover by getting a new drink but realize that my night is over.  Drunk gay friend is now bothering the shit out of me somehow. By this time I am too drunk to recall all the details, but i know I was really pissed and so instead of punching him in the mouth I punch a tree.  Bad choice.  Considering if I had punched him in the mouth I could have said I was sorry and the night could have gone on but a tree is unforgiving to my hand which in now swollen.
The walk home was sad.  I was sad.  My hand and nuts still in pain and maybe smelling like another persons puke.  It is now 9 am and I am awake because at some point in my life I thought it a great idea to have an alarm for 9 am on weekends.  Fuck my life sometimes.