so im finally writing about my drunken experiance
k so i went to the show at masonic lodge two weekends ago and i was so unbelievably drunk. This is what I remember:
Rhea, Andrea and I were drinking in the alley way next to the lodge and all of a sudden some guy comes up to us and says "Hey, ummm theres an old lady watching you guys eh" and we were like WTF and we started looking around and then all of a sudden looked up to see this hideous women in a fuzzy robe staring at us like we were crazy. (Which for the record we are NOT) We then started stumbling around to put away our booze, bong and cameras which we used to take the ugliest drunk pictures you will ever see. Then we started taking pictures of these guys James and Josh we met, and Cody, Alana (Who hates me) and Ryan.
Later on we went inside and met these other drunk girls in the bathroom and started taking pictures of them and then went out into the actual room and started dancing like complete fools, let me tell you BEST THING EVER, we must have looked SO hot.
Then i dont remember what really happened, just alot of talking to the new friends we made and all that jazz. K now heres the scary part, i remember vaugely talking to andrea about how she was getting home. I dont remember how i got home at all. I only know i was walking down some random street at like 12:30 in the morning stumbling everywhere trying to wave down a car that could call me a cab and then i rang someones doorbell so they would call me a cab. There are a lot of people on some street that hate me so much. I took pictures of the street i was on but i actually have no idea where i was. All of a sudden i was standing in a bunch of mud and then i like fell over and landed in it and my shoe got stuck and i got my sock COVERED in mud. Stupid drunk me didnt bother to put it back on. Until a cop stopped and started asking me if i had been drinking and if i needed him to call me a cab home. Of course i said yes to both questions. Dont know how i told the cab driver where i live, how i payed him, or how i got in my house hell i dont even remember getting on a bus with Rhea which i apparently did since the next day i found the transfer in my wallet. Apparently we all had nervous breakdowns and cried. =(
So the next day i wake up at like 8:30 for work and i'm so unbeliveably ill and can barely move, i find my socks on the floor next to my bed, along with my pants so soaked in mud. While getting ready for work i puked. (first time i've ever been wasted enough to puke) and then i went to work and fell asleep. Then threw up a few more times. WORST HANGOVER EVER. I never get hungover either and i spent the whole day sleeping and not eating. My dad and his g/f made fun of me cause i lost my shoe and fell asleep/passed out in my counter. pathetic and disgusting. but at the same time, what i do remember was so fucking fun. =\
k thanks bye
~alex~ <3 xoxo
Rhea, Andrea and I were drinking in the alley way next to the lodge and all of a sudden some guy comes up to us and says "Hey, ummm theres an old lady watching you guys eh" and we were like WTF and we started looking around and then all of a sudden looked up to see this hideous women in a fuzzy robe staring at us like we were crazy. (Which for the record we are NOT) We then started stumbling around to put away our booze, bong and cameras which we used to take the ugliest drunk pictures you will ever see. Then we started taking pictures of these guys James and Josh we met, and Cody, Alana (Who hates me) and Ryan.
Later on we went inside and met these other drunk girls in the bathroom and started taking pictures of them and then went out into the actual room and started dancing like complete fools, let me tell you BEST THING EVER, we must have looked SO hot.
Then i dont remember what really happened, just alot of talking to the new friends we made and all that jazz. K now heres the scary part, i remember vaugely talking to andrea about how she was getting home. I dont remember how i got home at all. I only know i was walking down some random street at like 12:30 in the morning stumbling everywhere trying to wave down a car that could call me a cab and then i rang someones doorbell so they would call me a cab. There are a lot of people on some street that hate me so much. I took pictures of the street i was on but i actually have no idea where i was. All of a sudden i was standing in a bunch of mud and then i like fell over and landed in it and my shoe got stuck and i got my sock COVERED in mud. Stupid drunk me didnt bother to put it back on. Until a cop stopped and started asking me if i had been drinking and if i needed him to call me a cab home. Of course i said yes to both questions. Dont know how i told the cab driver where i live, how i payed him, or how i got in my house hell i dont even remember getting on a bus with Rhea which i apparently did since the next day i found the transfer in my wallet. Apparently we all had nervous breakdowns and cried. =(
So the next day i wake up at like 8:30 for work and i'm so unbeliveably ill and can barely move, i find my socks on the floor next to my bed, along with my pants so soaked in mud. While getting ready for work i puked. (first time i've ever been wasted enough to puke) and then i went to work and fell asleep. Then threw up a few more times. WORST HANGOVER EVER. I never get hungover either and i spent the whole day sleeping and not eating. My dad and his g/f made fun of me cause i lost my shoe and fell asleep/passed out in my counter. pathetic and disgusting. but at the same time, what i do remember was so fucking fun. =\
k thanks bye
~alex~ <3 xoxo