This Past Weekend

This was one of the worst weekends I have had in a long time. My boyfriend and I were at a friends's going away party on Saturday. He is getting shipped out to Afghanistan at the beginning of the year. The party was full of fun, kareoke, drinks, and plenty of drama for everyone to enjoy. My boyfriend and his friend were very drunk, while I got to be the DD, so I was the one who was driving back to our friend Dave's house. I unlocked my car with the remote, but once I got inside I realized my car key itself was not on there. It had a crack in the plastic, and if you pulled too hard on the lanyard the key would come off the ring. By the time I noticed they had closed the building we were in. I checked my coat pockets, my boyfriends pockets, and my car. It was no where to be found. It was late, and I was dealing with drunk men, so I just decided to drive Dave's car back to his house. I was so frustrated for the rest of the night that I went back at 3:30 am to find them. The interior light in my car doesn't work so it was pretty much pointless for me to even go look. My boyfriend and I woke up the next afternoon after having a very personal conversation about how he was unhappy with what he was doing in life right now. Money was an issue also we talked about. Dave drove us back to my car where we looked in the parking lot, my car again, and Dave's car. We even went to the liquor store to look in the parking lot and the store. Needless to say the key was gone forever. My boyfriend started making arrangments to get my car towed to the dealership. What was wrong with asking my parents? Oh, they thought I was back at school studying for finals. There was no way I was going to tell them I had lied and that I had no way of driving my car now. At the mere mention of the word tow, I started crying. I knew that my boyfriend was going to have to pay for everything, and after our conversation the night before I couldn't believe this had happened. We managed to use his Grandma's Triple A, and they keys were only $5. He bought my keys, and I bought him lunch. The weekend had a good ending, considering I have my car, but the stress just about killed me.