i apologized to him for being so drunk the night before. as the night's events came back to me i realized something; i was raped. i passed out and when i woke up he was on top of me. i passed out immediately again. he told all of his friends i'd called him for s**, when really i only agreed to see him because he was bothering me all night about wanting to say merry christmas. hey well, thanks for the present right. i feel so pathetic whenever i think about the fact that i didn't get a baseball bat and break his kneecaps.