My Wish
This weekend was eventful... too eventful... too scary... to real.
Friday night I went to a party at my friend's apartment. I got there around 10:00. It was just a few friends, and I was having a really good time. I started out the night with a shot of 99 berries and then had a cup of punch. We were all dancing, laughing and singing, it was great! Then around 11:30, more people started to come, and I filled up my punch cup again. I remember being on the balcony and putting my cup down. There were a ton of people out there. I think I just put it on the ledge because I didn't want to hold it. There must have been more than one cup there, cuz i was standing right there, and I thought I picked up my cup, and took like 2 sips, but it didn't taste like my drink. Then I remember that I went inside again because I was cold, and after that, I'm kind of blank. I remember being in the bathroom throwing up a couple of times and feeling really dizzy. I laid down on my friend's bed. And then I couldn't move. I don't know how much time passed by, but after a while, I could finally reach my phone in my purse. I called Ann. I thought that I was just really drunk, but I didn't understand how, because usually when I drink too much, I'll at least remember how many drinks I had. I knew that I had to call her because I didn't want to fall asleep. After I talked to Ann for a while, I could finally sit up. So I hung up with her, and I think I threw up again, and then I went home. I have no idea what time I left, but I thought that it was really late. I remember trying to walk straight to the bus stop, and then I saw the bus so I ran for it, because I didn't want to miss it. I remember that when I was running, I was scared that I was going to fall, which I thought was weird because usually when I'm drunk, I'm not afraid of running on ice in stilettos. So I finally got home, and then I was sick again... Then I went to bed, in the same clothes that I was wearing, and I didn't wash my face or brush my teeth (another strange thing, no matter how drunk I am, I always brush and wash my face before I go to bed. I had the worst nightmares that night, I woke up feeling afraid, confused, and horribly hung over. I couldn't figure out why I felt so bad, and then I did a little research on rohypnol...
Saturday I broke my phone after my U-Choir concert. Then I went to Andy's to kick the keg, and choked on my drink so bad, I thought I was going to pass out. I got really scared because I could not breathe and was making these horrible noises. I thought that I was going to need the heimlich, but I finally snapped out of it.
Today I told my mom about the phone, and I demanded a new one, because there's no way that I can live with no way of communicating with my family. That will be delivered to my home in Philly on Tuesday, but my Mom won't send it to me because I'll be coming home on Friday.
...at least I get a new phone out of this crazy weekend.
Friday night I went to a party at my friend's apartment. I got there around 10:00. It was just a few friends, and I was having a really good time. I started out the night with a shot of 99 berries and then had a cup of punch. We were all dancing, laughing and singing, it was great! Then around 11:30, more people started to come, and I filled up my punch cup again. I remember being on the balcony and putting my cup down. There were a ton of people out there. I think I just put it on the ledge because I didn't want to hold it. There must have been more than one cup there, cuz i was standing right there, and I thought I picked up my cup, and took like 2 sips, but it didn't taste like my drink. Then I remember that I went inside again because I was cold, and after that, I'm kind of blank. I remember being in the bathroom throwing up a couple of times and feeling really dizzy. I laid down on my friend's bed. And then I couldn't move. I don't know how much time passed by, but after a while, I could finally reach my phone in my purse. I called Ann. I thought that I was just really drunk, but I didn't understand how, because usually when I drink too much, I'll at least remember how many drinks I had. I knew that I had to call her because I didn't want to fall asleep. After I talked to Ann for a while, I could finally sit up. So I hung up with her, and I think I threw up again, and then I went home. I have no idea what time I left, but I thought that it was really late. I remember trying to walk straight to the bus stop, and then I saw the bus so I ran for it, because I didn't want to miss it. I remember that when I was running, I was scared that I was going to fall, which I thought was weird because usually when I'm drunk, I'm not afraid of running on ice in stilettos. So I finally got home, and then I was sick again... Then I went to bed, in the same clothes that I was wearing, and I didn't wash my face or brush my teeth (another strange thing, no matter how drunk I am, I always brush and wash my face before I go to bed. I had the worst nightmares that night, I woke up feeling afraid, confused, and horribly hung over. I couldn't figure out why I felt so bad, and then I did a little research on rohypnol...
Saturday I broke my phone after my U-Choir concert. Then I went to Andy's to kick the keg, and choked on my drink so bad, I thought I was going to pass out. I got really scared because I could not breathe and was making these horrible noises. I thought that I was going to need the heimlich, but I finally snapped out of it.
Today I told my mom about the phone, and I demanded a new one, because there's no way that I can live with no way of communicating with my family. That will be delivered to my home in Philly on Tuesday, but my Mom won't send it to me because I'll be coming home on Friday.
...at least I get a new phone out of this crazy weekend.