Nov 27, 2004 22:41
OK. So last night I got drunk at home once my mom went to sleep and I had the worst experience getting drunk that I have ever had. I drank 6 cups of Sam Adams beer even though I cant stand the taste i wasn't looking for a nice cold drink i just wanted to get fucked up. And I drank a nice big cup of Chardonnay. which, by then I was drunk and can't remember what it tasted like. Anyways . . I kept spinning and I couldn't stop. not literally spinning but I felt like i was spinning, FURIOUSLY. FASTER and FASTER. It sucked because it'd make me so nautious and then I'd go and puke. Now usually I am pretty good about puking and I wont do it that much at all. depending o how much I drink it's usually 1-3 times. But I WANTED to puke after a while. So I gagged myself until there was nothign left in me. I never have hangovers either, but I did this time and a bad one too. It's not like I drank a wicked lot either, I had never drank either of those 2 liquors before so maybe I just can't handle those kinds. But either way I told myself this morning, when i woke up and i was bent over trying to walk cuz my stomach hurt so bad, that I would never drink something that I couldn't at least stand again. That I will have to at least enjoy the taste to some extent. Because last night fucking SUCKED. and there are things my little brother told me i did that i have no memory of at all. When i drink i usually remember everything or 95%.
I think I will stick to narcotics. They're much better. I could smoke weed until I passed out. Weed isn't gross tasting to me, and i never feel all nautious. Getting high is great, I just FUCKING wish i could smoke right now because my gums still need to heal from surgery and if they get infected it will suck. I still have percocets left over from what they gace me but of course my mom needs to hold onto them. WTF!!! Well, at least I snuck one. It's looking better and better by the minute, but I wanna save it for when i REALLY crave it most. And for those who dont approve of the next thing . . well . . that's good for you, shove it up your ass. I miss the feeling I had that one June (or July) 30th (or 31st) when I took E my first and so far only time. I am most likely going to do it again as soon as my E-tard buddy gets money so we can do it together. He's taken it 2 times already, the bastard. AND he's been to a RAVE. wtf. AND the other day he got to try acid for the first time. He's getting lucky in drugland and Siara is sitting on acold uncofortable bench at the train station with the next ticket to drugland but the train never seems to come, although I still sit here waiting patiently but anticiating more and more every day. I like that little thingy I just said . . whatever it is called.