My
friend and I had such a blast that time we decided to throw a little bash at
his house with three other friends of ours. Most of the guys decided on beer
but my friend Aaron and I chose the wonderful sexy warm bottle of alcohol
called tequila. The only problem was getting all this alcohol. We managed to
coax our friend Dick into buying us all of it and putting it into my friends
car and taking it back to his place. I went home and told my mother I was
staying by his house and I would be back most likely the next night. I made my
trek to his house I met up with my friend and we took off and met up with
another of the guys and went back to the house. We pulled the alcohol out of
their hiding spots and decided we couldnt wait for the other two and just
started drinking. I tried my tequila with some Fruitopia I had bought, but I
did not like the taste so I sipped it slowly. By the time I had finished my
first glass of itthe others came, I told my fellow tequila drinker that the
tequila mixed with fruitopia did not taste too good and that I suggest we drink
it straight. He agreed. Just as we went to sit down and do our little shot
contest our friend who had recently moved to our town via Newfoundland showed
up. He heard we were having a bash and he wanted to drink too so he brought
along some weird codeine pill liquified drink he always made and watched us as
we shot back tequila. I became the winner because he could not handle the hard
burning sensation the tequila gave and I was able to down about 15 shots in
15-20 minutes. I wasn't really feeling drunk because I was stationed in a
chair, so my tequila buddy and myself got up and walked around for a bit. It
then kicked in and as Tool was blasting on the stereo we all got hyper and
started jumping around and trashing the place. I told the guy who lived there
that we needed to get out. So we opened up the backdoor of the house and ran
out into the little walkway that was behind the house. Now my friend lives
beside a elemtary school, so as we were running I had the idea "HEY! lets
go to the playground!". It had just rained that day and all the ground was
still pretty soaked with water, puddles everywhere,etc. We got to the
playground and were swinging on the swings, sliding down the slide. I myself
got up on the firemans pole and flew down it right into a massive puddle
getting me all wet. Thats when I started blacking out. Because next thing I
knew we were racing back to the house, however, I was stumbling back. We
stopped off at the edge of the school yard and started talking and hootin and
hollaring, my friend who was drinking bar was walking around with his shirt up
over his head. I started to laugh at him so hard I fell down hard into a
puddle. That shocked everyone and they were all freaking out saying I was dead.
I muffled at them that I wasnt dead and started to pretend I was swimming in
the puddle so that they would notice I wasn't. My friend from Newfoundland
picked me up and said we're going back to the house now and he helped me run
back to the house. More black outs occured during that time because next thing
I knew we were in the guys backyard waiting to go inside. Suddenly something
happened causing me to black out and next thing I knew everything was on its
side and my head felt funny. I had fallen down and had banged my head against
the concrete step that helped you enter inside. the Newfie kept trying to help
me get up and get me inside into the bathroom, but I wouldnt budge. Eventually
the mother of the house called and said she was coming home so the Newfie and
my friend who lived there picked me up. They commented about how heavy I was
and I mumbled that I only weighed like 125lbs or something like that. I blacked
out and when I came too I had my head face first into a toliet with my friend
holding a towel against my head telling me to sober up quickly cuz the mother
was coming home and that I was bleeding pretty badly. After a couple black
outs, mother came home and wanted to know why she had me in her bathroom
bleeding and puking and why there was a guy outside puking on her grass. Now I
do not really remember all this because I was blacking out but they said that
this guy and myself got a fast case of the flu which is why we were puking, but
apprently in our drunken states we both said we were drunk off of tequila. The
guys mother called my mother and the other guys father and they both came to
pick us up. The other guys father dragged him outside and made him walk around
the housing complex area a couple times(well actually chased him around is what
really happened lol) than made him walk all the way home. As for me I sat
curled up to the toliet dry heaving and bleeding and blacking out. I kept
telling both mothers that I was really sorry and stupid and that it'd never
happen again and that I would regain their trust,etc because they kept telling
me that they were ashamed and upset that I would do something of thing kinda
thing. Because of this I felt really bad and also the fact I was completely
trashed I said I just wanted to die right then and there, which caused my
mother to give me a little swat on the head and bicker at me telling me that
that was sure a nice way to talk. Anyways somehow my mother was able to help me
up and out of the house and into her car giving me a paper bag incase of myself
needing to puke again but apparently I was trying to cover my head with the bad
the entire trip home. She got me into bed and told me to be prepared to wake up
early. Which she did she got me up at like 7:30am and told me to have a shower,
thinking that would hurt my head from the hangover(even though it didnt). I
came downstairs and I had a plate of eggs and a nice tall glass of milk waiting
for me. I started to eat the eggs and I took a couple sips of the milk but it
upset my stomach too much so for some reason she showed me some compassion and
had me drink a lot of water instead. She basically told me I was grounded for
months and that I could not use the internet for months so I should get on
there right that minute and tell everyone I wouldnt be on for awhile. I did but
lol I was back on the internet after a week or so lol and my punishment of
being grounded for months? That didnt last long either. All I had to really do
was tell my father what I had done because he was gonna ask how I got all black
and blue and cut up, so I did. I also had to call up the mother of the guy who
helped throw the party and apologize again to her for the trouble I had caused.
Fortunately enough she was only upset I kept calling her by her married
name(She is divorced). When Monday came and I went to school, everyone was glad
to see that I was alive and well. However, they all tried to pin me on ratting
out the guy who bought us the alcohol so he was really pissed off at me. But to
this day I sit and I say "How could I have ratted him out when my face was
stuck to a toliet bowl and I was blacking out constantly?" Maybe I did,
Maybe I didnt. But, like everything else in our little suburb of Toronto, it
blew over after a few days and everyone moved on and went on with their lives.
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