I'm bored out of my mind, and haven't been on Newgrounds for like 6 months so I thought I'd pass the time by telling you guys an adventure. Enjoy.
It all started 4 weeks ago. One of my friends parents were going to the Bahamas for a week, leaving him the house to himself. We decided it would be a great idea to throw a party on Halloween. Thus began the planning. We got a friend to buy 5 30's and 5 bottles of smirnoff. While I got my sister to buy me some Tequilla and an assortment of other liquor. My friend spent $130 on drinks, and I spent $80. In order to get into the party you had to pay $5, so we were pretty confident we would make the money back.
The day was approaching, and news of our plans got around the school. I found out from sources that over 100 people were planning on coming, but I held this news from my friend knowing he would panic and probably cancel. In case you don't follow sports, world series game 4 was on this date, and I'm a Yankee fan and all my friends are Phillies fans ( I'm from the Bronx, but moved to south jersey :( ). That will come into play later.
Me and a friend went over his house around 2 o clock to "proof" the house so nothing got broken or stolen. Meanwhile, all the drinks were there so we decided to start. Ended up having about 3 shots and a few games of beer pong. So I was feeling it, ( 140 pounds and 6 feet tall ), but didn't think anything of it.
Now comes the beginning of my demise. One of my friends decided it would be a good idea to play a drinking game during the Yankees game. Everytime the Phillies got a hit, I would take a shot, and opposite for him. We didn't think at the time the absurd amount of alcohol that would be in our systems.
People started coming in, and things got started. I played a few games of pong, but it got so busy the line got too long to play. So I went upstairs and noticed some people had brought weed. I remembered how to make an apple bong, and enjoyed a few hits.
Perhaps it was the smoking, or the previous drinking, that lead to my inability to control myself, but that Yankee game started. Within the first five innings, I had taken over 15 shots. I was so messed up I could barely function at this point. Than, a pretty good looking girl started hitting on me and I tried my best to keep my cool. I went to get my wallet for some reason, and noticed I had lost it. So I'm flippin shit because I had over $200, license, credit card and everything in their. So I began to scour the house looking for it. Needless to say I blew my chance with the girl.
Then, it's a series of blurs because of how much I had drank. People told me later than I knocked over a flower pot, for some reason pulled down my pants( ? ), and was overall losing my mind. Than, I passed out on the toilet, vomiting all the way ( can't believe I made it to the toilet, but thank god ). Than the cops showed up, and everyone who was able to function ran out of the house. They found me passed out on the toilet, gave me a breathalizer which was absurdly high, I don't remember exactly, and took me to the hospital.
I had to have my stomach drained, and stayed overnight. They also found out I was smoking weed, so I got busted for that to. My sister also got fucked over for buying me alcohol for the party. I was grounded until just now. My friend almost got beat by his parents. I have ruined my record, and my chances of getting into the colleges I want are slim to none.
So yea, that's the story of how I fucked up. Hope you enjoyed, and if you didn't, well it took 20 min. of my time. But in between me starting this and finishing my friend asked me if I wanted to got bowling. So peace out and hopefully I can get over 100 this time. :)
