So, I went to a party last night. All was good. Some vodka and beer were present as well as some weed(which I didn't smoke
). I got piss ass drunk and I was thinking the whole time, "Wow, I didn't throw up. Go me."
So, my ride is leaving and I hop in the back behind the seat because it's a full car. Big fucking mistake. I'm getting jostled around and doing sommersaults and shit; my stomach is hurting. When we get to our destination, I open up the back and run out and puke. Blah, I hate puking.
I finally make it inside and head straight to the bathroom to lay down. Apparently, bathroom floors are comfortable now because I fell asleep in there. I awake about 30 minutes later to hear my friend's mom asking, "Is TR(that's me) drunk!? Why the fuck is there a drunk person here? Is he gonna be ok..?" - blown cover.
I've got some fucking injuries as well. Last night we were all in a big garage with an electric grill for a heater. I was making my way through the crowd and I tripped and to stop falling I stuck my damn hand on the grill. It's fucking burnt. My other hand's middle finger knuckle is broken because I punched a wall. Why'd I do that? This girl that told me she liked me about a week earlier was being a total fucking bitch by not talking to me and cussin' me out. I also have about 5 cuts on my forehead where I smashed two beer cans.
Good night.
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