The night from hell PART ONE

Jun 25, 2007 18:28

In my later teen years, when I have thoroughly surpassed the realm of “drunk” and entered the dark, unforgiving, incoherent world of “I need to hold onto something, the world won’t stop spinning”, I have always conspired an exceptionally rational plan into which I will save myself if needed. The situations in which I need saving just inevitably crop up.

Last night, these limits were tested when I managed to polish off a inexpensive bottle of wine under an hour.

I was at a rather large house party with a bunch of guys that I didn’t know and if you think I’m about leave a first impression as “the underage girl that drank too much wine when everyone else was drinking beer and hogged the bathroom all night because she couldn’t stop horking” YOU’RE DEAD WRONG.

The funny part was, that the party was in my own fucking neighborhood but I couldn’t figure out which way was up and which way was down so it didn’t really do me any good.

So, I told everyone I’d be right back and woke up underneath my car at three a.m. covered in my own vomit to David shaking me and telling me that he was worried sick about me.

Everyone just assumed I was party hoping and delicately vanished into the night.

+1! For drunken schemes that you can only fabricate when you’re inebriated.

-1! For ruining D&D night for Will, David and Cory.

I need to get this whole alcoholism thing under control, lol.

drunk, party

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