IAmTheWalrus
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so this happened right after i turned 17, in nov. of 2005. there was like 8 or 9 of us just chilling at my friend p's house. we were all drinking and socializing and after about an hour or two, my friend j needed to go home. my friend a who hadn't been drinking (at least not as much as the rest of us) volunteered to take him home and i came along for the ride. at this point in my life, though i had been drunk many, many, many times, i had just started up again. i had gone about a month and a half without drinking at all, but once my birthday hit, i was back at it at least once or twice every weekend. i had about three beers before we got in the car and i drank them pretty quickly, so i was a little buzzed. i believe a had only one beer or so and j had maybe 2 (but i think he may have been using morphine as well, i cant quite remember now).
so we're driving and a good song comes on, the three of us are laughing and talking. my friend looks around, decides no cars are coming and blows the red light. i was shocked. this was quite stupid, considering she was only sixteen and it was after 11 pm (i think it was either 11 pm or 12 am that was curfew for people under 18 with licenses). so she's driving for a few minutes (and apparently speeding) when the cop car comes up behind us. long story short, they were not fooled by the gum we were chewing. the cop gave us all sobriety tests, called our parents to come pick us up. after j and a's parents came, i was left waiting because my mom had declined to come pick me up, considering she had been drinking as well. so i had to go with the cops, who were giving me shit the whole way home. i was trying to convince them i only had one beer and that i was not inebriated, and somehow managed to shut them up by exclaiming, "i only weigh 90 pounds sir!"
so anyways, they drop me off at home and in between arguments with my mother, i snuck another beer or two and called some friends who were still at p's house to come get me. i started walking. i met them down the road and they brought me back to p's house, where i was grateful to find that there was plenty of beer left.
so we all just drank or whatever for the next hour, in this time i became quite drunk, as did my companions, some of whom were considering going on drunken strolls around the neighborhood. people were coming in and out of the apartment. i got a phone call from this guy i worked with. we talked for a few minutes about what we were doing and he said he had a surprise for me (insert loud sniffing noise). of course, i was sold and managed to give him perfectly accurate directions to my friend's house.
it took him about 45 minutes to get to the house. during that time, i continued to down beers like no other. then suddenly, i decided to go wait for him and was in the process of running (why i was running i don't know) across the street when i saw his car. i got in and we stopped to get gas. then we came back to the apartment complex. he declined my offer to come into the house (i think he was paranoid about his age, which was 25 and he damn well should have been). so we sat in his car in front of p's apartment, drinking and doing bumps of coke off of a penny. we talked for a while, and i remember saying something like it's important for him to be a good father to his child (who was only 8 months at the time) because if i had a good father, i wouldnt be sitting in a car doing coke with him in the middle of the night. he laughed at this.
then we rode around in his car, taking turns sniffing coke off of the penny. i remember him bitching that i was wasting it, because it kept falling off of the penny. ( i was wasted, what do you expect? ) eventually, he got me to give him head. then he decided to stop somewhere, and after a while of wandering the town, he decided to park in one of the stupidest places ever: under a streetlight in the driveway of some factory right the intersection of two main roads. i didnt really care, so i just kept doing what i was doing. he suddenly stopped me and told me he wanted to have sex. i protested this a little, but he managed to shut me up with some convincing argument, i'm sure. after some difficulty, he managed to get me the position he wanted and did his thing. i know i made his ass wear a condom, though. i remember him saying he didnt want to, but i remember thinking (and maybe even saying to him) that if he was willing to have sex with me without a condom, who else has he done that with?
so afterwards, he took me back to p's house, where i offered him some more beer. he offered me more yay. i asked if he would hook my friend up, but when i went inside to go get her, she was passed out. and all the beer was gone. (it was like 5 am at this point) so i came back out and told him to take me home because i had to be up at 7 to go to go to work and my uniform and alarm weren't at p's house. he bitched, but did it. i managed to get us slightly lost, but he eventually dropped me off at home.
needless to say, i didnt make it to work on time. my manager called me at 9:30 and woke me up. i made it in around 11 am. he was there, and he made fun of me for being late.
this was kind of a turnaround point for me. i felt like shit about that night. i really started to despise him for being so cocky and perverted around me. i tried to quit my job so i could avoid him, but couldn't resist the raise i was offered to stay. a few days after that, though, he got fired for reasons unrelated to me.
at this point, i slowed down my drinking. for a few weeks i didnt go out, i stayed home, went to bed early, did my homework, got to work on time and without throwing up all day. as the weeks turned into months, i stopped drinking and smoking weed completely. but i never stopped wanting coke. the same guy randomly called me a few months later, and i stupidly agreed to go out with him because i so desperately wanted to get high. i managed to get a bump or two out of him, but after a while it was clear i would have to give him what eh wanted to get what i wanted. i decided it wasn't worth it, went home and never saw him again. i did coke one more time with another friend of mine, but that was well over a year ago. i am now completely sober, but more importantly, i am smarter and feel better about myself. i dont blame the drugs for what's happened, i know that i had problems. drugs or no drugs, that guy or another guy would have been able to do the same thing.
so we're driving and a good song comes on, the three of us are laughing and talking. my friend looks around, decides no cars are coming and blows the red light. i was shocked. this was quite stupid, considering she was only sixteen and it was after 11 pm (i think it was either 11 pm or 12 am that was curfew for people under 18 with licenses). so she's driving for a few minutes (and apparently speeding) when the cop car comes up behind us. long story short, they were not fooled by the gum we were chewing. the cop gave us all sobriety tests, called our parents to come pick us up. after j and a's parents came, i was left waiting because my mom had declined to come pick me up, considering she had been drinking as well. so i had to go with the cops, who were giving me shit the whole way home. i was trying to convince them i only had one beer and that i was not inebriated, and somehow managed to shut them up by exclaiming, "i only weigh 90 pounds sir!"
so anyways, they drop me off at home and in between arguments with my mother, i snuck another beer or two and called some friends who were still at p's house to come get me. i started walking. i met them down the road and they brought me back to p's house, where i was grateful to find that there was plenty of beer left.
so we all just drank or whatever for the next hour, in this time i became quite drunk, as did my companions, some of whom were considering going on drunken strolls around the neighborhood. people were coming in and out of the apartment. i got a phone call from this guy i worked with. we talked for a few minutes about what we were doing and he said he had a surprise for me (insert loud sniffing noise). of course, i was sold and managed to give him perfectly accurate directions to my friend's house.
it took him about 45 minutes to get to the house. during that time, i continued to down beers like no other. then suddenly, i decided to go wait for him and was in the process of running (why i was running i don't know) across the street when i saw his car. i got in and we stopped to get gas. then we came back to the apartment complex. he declined my offer to come into the house (i think he was paranoid about his age, which was 25 and he damn well should have been). so we sat in his car in front of p's apartment, drinking and doing bumps of coke off of a penny. we talked for a while, and i remember saying something like it's important for him to be a good father to his child (who was only 8 months at the time) because if i had a good father, i wouldnt be sitting in a car doing coke with him in the middle of the night. he laughed at this.
then we rode around in his car, taking turns sniffing coke off of the penny. i remember him bitching that i was wasting it, because it kept falling off of the penny. ( i was wasted, what do you expect? ) eventually, he got me to give him head. then he decided to stop somewhere, and after a while of wandering the town, he decided to park in one of the stupidest places ever: under a streetlight in the driveway of some factory right the intersection of two main roads. i didnt really care, so i just kept doing what i was doing. he suddenly stopped me and told me he wanted to have sex. i protested this a little, but he managed to shut me up with some convincing argument, i'm sure. after some difficulty, he managed to get me the position he wanted and did his thing. i know i made his ass wear a condom, though. i remember him saying he didnt want to, but i remember thinking (and maybe even saying to him) that if he was willing to have sex with me without a condom, who else has he done that with?
so afterwards, he took me back to p's house, where i offered him some more beer. he offered me more yay. i asked if he would hook my friend up, but when i went inside to go get her, she was passed out. and all the beer was gone. (it was like 5 am at this point) so i came back out and told him to take me home because i had to be up at 7 to go to go to work and my uniform and alarm weren't at p's house. he bitched, but did it. i managed to get us slightly lost, but he eventually dropped me off at home.
needless to say, i didnt make it to work on time. my manager called me at 9:30 and woke me up. i made it in around 11 am. he was there, and he made fun of me for being late.
this was kind of a turnaround point for me. i felt like shit about that night. i really started to despise him for being so cocky and perverted around me. i tried to quit my job so i could avoid him, but couldn't resist the raise i was offered to stay. a few days after that, though, he got fired for reasons unrelated to me.
at this point, i slowed down my drinking. for a few weeks i didnt go out, i stayed home, went to bed early, did my homework, got to work on time and without throwing up all day. as the weeks turned into months, i stopped drinking and smoking weed completely. but i never stopped wanting coke. the same guy randomly called me a few months later, and i stupidly agreed to go out with him because i so desperately wanted to get high. i managed to get a bump or two out of him, but after a while it was clear i would have to give him what eh wanted to get what i wanted. i decided it wasn't worth it, went home and never saw him again. i did coke one more time with another friend of mine, but that was well over a year ago. i am now completely sober, but more importantly, i am smarter and feel better about myself. i dont blame the drugs for what's happened, i know that i had problems. drugs or no drugs, that guy or another guy would have been able to do the same thing.
