Happened about 6 months ago I think.
Me and 2 other friends were hanging out in my boring ass little town, and there is shit all to do here, so we decided to drink. It was my first time drinking heavily, so I probably had a pretty low tolerance ( I was also 14, and only like 115 lbs). Anyways, we had a beer or two each, and one or two shots of whiskey, and then we just walked around town. I wasn't really drunk at all, so we decided to go to my house and drink more. We get there, and I start drinking heavily, (my friends decide not to) and I end up drinking a ton. I probably had a full bottle of rum, half a bottle of Vodka, Smirnoff Ice, 2 more beers, and some other hard stuff, I can't really remember though. So about 20 minutes after drinking all that, I really start to feel drunk. I have no balance, and everything is blurry. I wanna laugh at everything. Any ways, I was walking through my backyard, and we have a huge backyard rink that separates the yard in half. I try crossing it but it takes me like 5 mins cause I keep slipping and eating shit. Anyways, I make it across, and we hang out on that side of the yard for about another 20 minutes, idk what we were doing, I can't remember. After those 20 mins, we decide to walk around town again, and at this point I am absolutely wasted. I black out about 10 mins later and can't remember anything after that. All I remember before blacking out was trying to walk in a ditch, but I fell probably about 10 times, and my friend was slapping me in the face.
I wake up in the hospital about 6 hours later at like 4 in the morning, freaking the fuck out. I had no idea what happened. In the morning my parents come to get me, and my friend is with them. A few days later they told me everything that happened after I blacked out. Apparently after I was in the ditch, we walked to mainstreet and there was this Senior Centre with a bunch of old people in it having coffee and what not (around 11 at night). Apparently I stood in front of the window and started dancing with my shirt up and making stupid faces. After that, I believe we went to the park, and I'm not sure what happened, but they told me I puked the fuck all over the place, puked all over my friend, then attempted to take a piss. So I think I finished, and then I ran out in the street with my pants around my ankles and my shoes off. Then I passed the fuck out in the middle of the street, like just fell down and I was out cold. So my friend runs around my town trying to find my house, but can't find it for like 10 minutes. He finally gets there, and tells my grandpa (who lives with us) that I am very sick. My Grandpa thinks I have food poisoning from the chicken wings I ate before we started drinking. Then he tells my mom, and she comes and picks me up and takes me to the hospital. Apparently right before I got in the truck, I was screaming and crying and puked a bunch more.
Hahahaha, good times, but not fun waking up with alcohol poisoning and having no idea wtf happened, and having to explain it to your parents.
