How drunk do you have to get to not remember the night before, cause I don’t like this. So I got drunk responsibly (no driving, which would especially dangerous cause I can’t drive sober, and I did it with friends) and I told all of you it was going to happen so can no one get mad at me, cause I think my friends here might be mad at me…
I got drunk with a bunch my friends, and a chick I met at the QSU on Thursday (she’s the one who bought the booze for me). We were at a drag queen softball game and everyone else was getting drunk too, but I had too much. Not like too much I was trying to fuck everyone, more like too much I was whining and couldn’t walk straight. Either way, I remember everything said and done with minor gaps. Like I know I was telling everyone how much I love them for the 15 minute walk home, but I’m not sure if I threw up on their shoes. Cause I did throw up. Like a lot.
It was fun until the second half of the vodka, which we initially said we weren’t gonna drink, but then we were drunk so we poured it anyway. We mixed it with orange juice so don’t think we were straight up drinking vodka because ew.
So we hung out at his softball game, slowly falling in love with every gay dude there. Then we started a drinking game where we took a swig every time they made an actual out lol. It was so much fun. Then we saw the guy Clay was crushing on and as drunk!Sarah and drunk!Emily do, we walk over and sit with them. We basically were with them for the rest of the game. Which I don’t remember what happened, just that they were in fabulous dresses and amazing heels and god this Alex kid is so cute I just wanna take him home with me.
But yeah then I remember Clay was sitting on my lap and he was saying we could switch and I was like omg no honey I weigh more than a cow, cause I’m heavy. Like really fucking heavy. But whatever, I’m fat, nobody cares.
And then we went to this party, but it was really a restaurant, and I can’t remember how we got there, but I feel like it was close to the baseball park. But it doesn’t matter because in looking for the bathroom I found myself out of the back of the building and then I was throwing up in the bushes lol. That’s about the time I literally couldn’t walk.
So Rebecca and Clay walked me back because they are the best friends ever. And I really don’t want them to hate me for getting so smashed, I didn’t mean to and I REALLY don’t want to do it again. Cause I just feel awful when I’m drunk. I feel sick and wobbly and wishywashy if that’s even a describing word. Its not the hangover. Cause I don’t have one. But I hate being like that. I couldn’t walk for christ’s sake. It was disgusting and I don’t wanna do it again.