At 7/5/08 07:36 PM, Mechabloby wrote:
Way to tell us what happened. Be sure to tell us in the morning when you're feeling better, alright?
Okay, just because it's early morning and my bed is covered in sick so I can't get back to sleep...
Didn't really start drinking until about 5-6ish. I went to my cousins house where everyone else had just had a small barbecue and had 2 beers and a WKD. Then I moved to another party full of my parents friends and had a bit of salad, a hotdog and a carlsberg. Then I said I'd ring all my mates who were at the other barbecue when I was done eating because I hadn't had anything to eat. So I rung them and met up with them.
While I was there I had a two bacardi's, a carling and I finished off a little bit of everyone else's. It was weird being there because they hang out in a total different group to me at school, I'm like "long-haired mosher" etc... but y'know, I knew some of these kids since they were 5 years old and they know that I'm cool with them. Long hairs more of my style rather than 'this is how I want the world to see me.'
They had smirnoff there in the traditional vodka sized bottle that fits in your back pocket. Everyone was drinking with the cap, pouring it up to the top and trying to get it down as fast as they can so they don't feel the burn. I was just like, "hey let me see the glass" and they gave it me so I took a few swigs. First one I took wasn't too bad and then the rest burned like shit
So, were about to go again and they'd started mixing drinks. At this time, I was outside on a 7-year olds pink bike when they come out with a coffee mug. They're telling me to down it, so I did. It was orange cordial with a bit of a sting to it. I said "what was in it?" they said "It was half vodka, half orange cordial." Shoulda known better than to drink that.
The rest of the night is a bit of a blur. Vodka didn't really help that. I remember being dizzy as fuck and then walking around and having a chat with my best mates sister who is fair fit. At one point I was going to go in to kiss her, but thought no because one, I'm too drunk, two, she probably wasn't interested, and three, she's my best mates sister.
We were at some girls house for an hour or two. I smashed a glass apparently, but I don't remember that. I was trying to flick up a cushion onto my head and ended up kicking a glass, so they said. Owner of house wasn't too happy but everyone else thought it was funny.
I didn't have anything to drink from this point on because I was already wasted and about this point, all I remember is going outside to throw up three times and then sitting on a wall opposite on my own for a few minutes. Then everyone came out and was like "Eurghh someones been sick" and I just had to lie about it. Trying to think of what excuses I came up with, I wasn't very believable.
We then walked back to the local sports club, gate was locked so we crawled through some hedge and waited by a few trees to avoid the rain. People met up at that point and people were just as wasted as I was. Right at this point, I was in a 'I need to go lie down' mood. So I set off walking home on my own without saying anything and all I remember is people shouting my name, asking where I was going.
It was a dizzy walk home. I remember stumbling all over the pavement, but other than that seems like a blank space between getting out of the sports club and then getting home.
Got in, sat down on sofa and threw up on the carpet. Great, from that point I couldn't lie about being sick to my parents. Sister walked in semi-drunk and just took one look at me and started having a go. Her boyfriend was a bit more lenient with me. He knew the state I was in and knew that it just went in one ear and out the other.
Some other people who I was hanging round with came in but by that time I had fucked off to bed. I slept immediately and all I remember is waking up to my dog whining in the morning because he wanted to go outside.
(May I remind you at this point I just remembered that I left him outside and it's pissing it down so he's muddy. Great.)
Made myself a cup of tea to take the edge off. I was writing this so forgot about it and it got cold so I made another one.
I tell you, after last night, I don't feel invincible anymore. I was like "Oohh, I've never had a hangover and I've never been sick from drinking because I'm no lightweight. I just never had enough to make me feel even remotely sick. I just don't know what my parents are going to think and all my friends saw me in a right state. I'll probably be grounded or be banned from drinking and they'll never trust me with alcohol again. Probably deserve it. I didn't know my limit.
My poor liver.