FLII ME
02-28-2002, 01:01 AM
What was the occassion? Were you celebrating, or trying to forget your woes? How much of what did did you drink?
For me, it had to be the day after my 21st birthday. A friend brought over a handle of Bourbon and we played quarters till it was competely gone. We followed that up by taking a few flaming Dr. Pepper shots.
After taking a cold shower I felt sober enough to hit the town for the evening. I changed clothes and headed to Yonge street. When it was time for me to go home I spent the entire ride with my head out the window.
When we got back my friend gave me the phone so I could drunk dial this girl I had been hanging out with. I was actually throwing up while I was on the phone with her. My buddy dropped me off at her place and I will never forget the ****ty grin he had on his face as he did so.
She tried to put me into her roommates bed. I told her if she wasn't going to sleep with me I wanted to go back to my place. So this trooper loads me up in her car and takes me home. Once to my place I tried just about everything and anything to get her to stay. I still can't imagine to this day why she didn't want to hook up that night? Most girls really get into dry heaving.
I ended up passing out on the living room floor. When I came to the next day I had a headache unlike anything I had ever experienced. We had been experiencing some problems with our a/c freezing up so it was hotter than hell. I managed to walk over to the pool but I was too hungover to even lay in it. The motion of the water made me more sick.
There was no escape. I was miserable. I ended up laying on the living room floor near an open window all day. Every now and then someone would come check to make sure I was still alive. I would have welcomed death at the time but lacked the strength to do it myself or talk someone else into it. It actually took me a couple of days to get over it.
THE END.
Anthony
For me, it had to be the day after my 21st birthday. A friend brought over a handle of Bourbon and we played quarters till it was competely gone. We followed that up by taking a few flaming Dr. Pepper shots.
After taking a cold shower I felt sober enough to hit the town for the evening. I changed clothes and headed to Yonge street. When it was time for me to go home I spent the entire ride with my head out the window.
When we got back my friend gave me the phone so I could drunk dial this girl I had been hanging out with. I was actually throwing up while I was on the phone with her. My buddy dropped me off at her place and I will never forget the ****ty grin he had on his face as he did so.
She tried to put me into her roommates bed. I told her if she wasn't going to sleep with me I wanted to go back to my place. So this trooper loads me up in her car and takes me home. Once to my place I tried just about everything and anything to get her to stay. I still can't imagine to this day why she didn't want to hook up that night? Most girls really get into dry heaving.
I ended up passing out on the living room floor. When I came to the next day I had a headache unlike anything I had ever experienced. We had been experiencing some problems with our a/c freezing up so it was hotter than hell. I managed to walk over to the pool but I was too hungover to even lay in it. The motion of the water made me more sick.
There was no escape. I was miserable. I ended up laying on the living room floor near an open window all day. Every now and then someone would come check to make sure I was still alive. I would have welcomed death at the time but lacked the strength to do it myself or talk someone else into it. It actually took me a couple of days to get over it.
THE END.
Anthony