It's my birthday!
Last night:
Best birthday party I've ever had. Lots of people came:
Courtney
Brandon
Bren
Brooks
Laura
Rob
Jim
Heather
Kurtis
Caleb
Brian
Brian
Jeremy
Adam
Gerry
Westin
Gloria
Chris
Cairenn
Devon
Aya
Kesi
David
Jennie
Craig
Brent
Reed
Kalli
And I'm pretty sure that's it.
It was my 21st birthday party, so there was alcohol... I don't think very many people drank though. Probably I should have bought more food for the party than drinks, but oh well. I drank and it was fun! And I talked to people, and fun stuff happened, and I was thrown around the living room, and slid down the stairs and had brownie cake sorta, and chips with salsa.
Afterward, at Midnightish, Craig took me to a couple bars where I got really really drunk. So drunk that I have to split the story into two parts.
Part 1: What I remember...
Went to The Billet Bar. I had a shot of tequila and a glass of cranberry juice + vodka. Then we left and went to a bar across the street which actually had people in it. And they were cool people. I think they were nice for the same reason that strippers are nice to me... cause I look so young and innocent. I had a cement mixer, which was gross, cause Craig told me to swish it around in my mouth before I swallowed, so I did, and almost puked from the taste. I also had a beer, which I downed quickly cause I couldn't taste it, and I think I had another drink or two that I don't remember. I played pool with a girl. She was setting up a table and I asked her if she wanted somone to play with, and she said, "Grab a stick." Inside I was like, "Woot." Turns out I suck really bad at pool when I'm drunk. I hit the 8 ball in almost immediately. She looked at me, laughed, and told me that the 2 would be the new 8 ball. So I went ahead and hit that one in too. By then we were down to 3 balls each somehow, so we agreed that whoever got all theirs in first would win. I don't think I got any of them in. ; ; So I lost three times in one game. We played another, which is where my memory fades.
Part 2: What was told to me this afternoon by Craig...
I smoked a cigarette at the bar. I fell down a lot. Then I sat at the bar and sang "Bye, bye Miss American pie" very loudly. And then I think maybe we were asked to leave. On the way home I said my stomach hurt, so he pulled over, I fell out of the car and immediately began to puke. I finished and we went to Jack in the Box. We went home, but I didn't have my keys cause Bren took them from me earlier that night. So we were locked out. Oh yeah, before that, I fell out of Craig's jeep again in the parking lot, straight on to my head. Along the way I ripped off Craig's door handle, so that door doesn't open any more. It's a nice jeep too. Less than a year old I think.
So Craig broke into my house. Apparently when I'm drunk and I don't feel good I wail loudly. Like, at the top of my lungs. I think I woke a lot of people up. Inside, I made it known that I had to puke again, so Craig through me into the bathroom. I hit my head on the toilet and my hand went in it. Ew. Somehow I managed to get my face over the bowl though, so I didn't make a mess. Then they put me to bed.
I've felt pretty sickly all day today. But oh well. The shirt Brandon let me borrow last night has something brown on the shoulder, not sure what it is. Mud, vomit, poop. I dunno. Didn't get to go sky diving cause of the clouds and rain. Gonna go later this week, I hope. I'm bored now though, it's my birthday and I wanna do something.^^ Mostly, I want to be with a girl, so I'm thinking I may have to hit a strip club or two. If I can get one or two people to go with me anyways.
Best birthday party I've ever had. Lots of people came:
Courtney
Brandon
Bren
Brooks
Laura
Rob
Jim
Heather
Kurtis
Caleb
Brian
Brian
Jeremy
Adam
Gerry
Westin
Gloria
Chris
Cairenn
Devon
Aya
Kesi
David
Jennie
Craig
Brent
Reed
Kalli
And I'm pretty sure that's it.
It was my 21st birthday party, so there was alcohol... I don't think very many people drank though. Probably I should have bought more food for the party than drinks, but oh well. I drank and it was fun! And I talked to people, and fun stuff happened, and I was thrown around the living room, and slid down the stairs and had brownie cake sorta, and chips with salsa.
Afterward, at Midnightish, Craig took me to a couple bars where I got really really drunk. So drunk that I have to split the story into two parts.
Part 1: What I remember...
Went to The Billet Bar. I had a shot of tequila and a glass of cranberry juice + vodka. Then we left and went to a bar across the street which actually had people in it. And they were cool people. I think they were nice for the same reason that strippers are nice to me... cause I look so young and innocent. I had a cement mixer, which was gross, cause Craig told me to swish it around in my mouth before I swallowed, so I did, and almost puked from the taste. I also had a beer, which I downed quickly cause I couldn't taste it, and I think I had another drink or two that I don't remember. I played pool with a girl. She was setting up a table and I asked her if she wanted somone to play with, and she said, "Grab a stick." Inside I was like, "Woot." Turns out I suck really bad at pool when I'm drunk. I hit the 8 ball in almost immediately. She looked at me, laughed, and told me that the 2 would be the new 8 ball. So I went ahead and hit that one in too. By then we were down to 3 balls each somehow, so we agreed that whoever got all theirs in first would win. I don't think I got any of them in. ; ; So I lost three times in one game. We played another, which is where my memory fades.
Part 2: What was told to me this afternoon by Craig...
I smoked a cigarette at the bar. I fell down a lot. Then I sat at the bar and sang "Bye, bye Miss American pie" very loudly. And then I think maybe we were asked to leave. On the way home I said my stomach hurt, so he pulled over, I fell out of the car and immediately began to puke. I finished and we went to Jack in the Box. We went home, but I didn't have my keys cause Bren took them from me earlier that night. So we were locked out. Oh yeah, before that, I fell out of Craig's jeep again in the parking lot, straight on to my head. Along the way I ripped off Craig's door handle, so that door doesn't open any more. It's a nice jeep too. Less than a year old I think.
So Craig broke into my house. Apparently when I'm drunk and I don't feel good I wail loudly. Like, at the top of my lungs. I think I woke a lot of people up. Inside, I made it known that I had to puke again, so Craig through me into the bathroom. I hit my head on the toilet and my hand went in it. Ew. Somehow I managed to get my face over the bowl though, so I didn't make a mess. Then they put me to bed.
I've felt pretty sickly all day today. But oh well. The shirt Brandon let me borrow last night has something brown on the shoulder, not sure what it is. Mud, vomit, poop. I dunno. Didn't get to go sky diving cause of the clouds and rain. Gonna go later this week, I hope. I'm bored now though, it's my birthday and I wanna do something.^^ Mostly, I want to be with a girl, so I'm thinking I may have to hit a strip club or two. If I can get one or two people to go with me anyways.