I think I'm still recovering from this weekend
Oh man, this saturday was ridiculous.
I didn't end up going out friday night because I left rhode island too late. The Kassabians had me babysitting until 11. So I decided to just drive home and go to bed.
Then saturday.
Saturday I hung around the house for most of the day.
Then my night started...Some of the girls had plans to meet at On The Border at 6. Had myself some 3 margarita's, which usually don't get me too drunk, but for some reason they were that night. After we were told we could only order 2 drinks at the table, we headed back to beckys to get ready. While we were hanging around I decided to drink two more beers and a shot. Then I decided to go to a friends house and play a game of beruit.
.....I probably should have stopped at this point in the night, but the ironic part is that I hadn't even left for Boston yet.....
So we all started to head into boston. I was wasted and apparently called Ryan (who was in the other car) and told him what the plans were, which he already knew. lol. We decided to go to sanctuary. From what I remember it was big. We went downstairs to dance, which looked like a dungeon. I thought I was real smooth... then I fell on my ass while I was dancing. hahaha At the end of the night becky and I got in a stupid fight. Apparenly I told her that we were outside and that our friends were waiting for us inside (when they were actually outside). I don't really remember, apparently we got the bouncers involved, then they started making fun of me, becky defended me and then I yelled at her. oops.
.....I probably should have stopped AGAIN at this point of the night, but ooo no, I kept going....
I ended up going to a friends house where I continued drinking. Again, thought I was being smooth about things, I was just wasted. I should have left with erin, but I decided to stay, then my friend had to drive me back to my house.
The best part of this story!
Soooooooo I wake up to my father, waking me up off the living room floor!
I must have just walked into my house and lied down on the floor! hahaha. All I remember is my father saying how I needed to get up before my mother came down. hahaha
I woke up later that day, at 2.30pm and I swear to god I was still drunk.
Sunday was a rough day.
I didn't end up going out friday night because I left rhode island too late. The Kassabians had me babysitting until 11. So I decided to just drive home and go to bed.
Then saturday.
Saturday I hung around the house for most of the day.
Then my night started...Some of the girls had plans to meet at On The Border at 6. Had myself some 3 margarita's, which usually don't get me too drunk, but for some reason they were that night. After we were told we could only order 2 drinks at the table, we headed back to beckys to get ready. While we were hanging around I decided to drink two more beers and a shot. Then I decided to go to a friends house and play a game of beruit.
.....I probably should have stopped at this point in the night, but the ironic part is that I hadn't even left for Boston yet.....
So we all started to head into boston. I was wasted and apparently called Ryan (who was in the other car) and told him what the plans were, which he already knew. lol. We decided to go to sanctuary. From what I remember it was big. We went downstairs to dance, which looked like a dungeon. I thought I was real smooth... then I fell on my ass while I was dancing. hahaha At the end of the night becky and I got in a stupid fight. Apparenly I told her that we were outside and that our friends were waiting for us inside (when they were actually outside). I don't really remember, apparently we got the bouncers involved, then they started making fun of me, becky defended me and then I yelled at her. oops.
.....I probably should have stopped AGAIN at this point of the night, but ooo no, I kept going....
I ended up going to a friends house where I continued drinking. Again, thought I was being smooth about things, I was just wasted. I should have left with erin, but I decided to stay, then my friend had to drive me back to my house.
The best part of this story!
Soooooooo I wake up to my father, waking me up off the living room floor!
I must have just walked into my house and lied down on the floor! hahaha. All I remember is my father saying how I needed to get up before my mother came down. hahaha
I woke up later that day, at 2.30pm and I swear to god I was still drunk.
Sunday was a rough day.