Age / 17
height / 6'3
weight / 165
Set/setting - Pit party
Oook, so friday night rolls around :D! and im so excited, theres a brand new club opening and its holding a jungle party tonight ! i callup all my buddies, and 1 of em tells me they changed it last second, and the location is now Cherrybeach. so i tell him to get me some rolls and well meetup a bit later.
My next friend calls me n says theres a huge pit party 2nite down at the local ravine, so i asked myself... do i wanna get drunk n wakeup with a hangover, or go to a rave n get fucked on e and wakeup 5 pounds lighter and feeling like shit.... its tempting, but i decide to go to the pit party instead since i rolled last weekend.
So they pick me up, and we hit up the local LCBO for some booze, i buy a mickey of malibu, and they buy a shitload of 40oz'ers.... and off we go, beginning our journey to the ravine !
we get there around 8-8:30ish, and its stil kinda light outside... bout 20-30 ppl there alrdy, and i run into a bunch of people i havnt seen since middle school
everyones juicing around the fire, having a great time.
Bout an hour later, my malibu is gone and im startin to feel niceeee, i begin wondering around wit my buddies jus talkin all that drunk gibberish, havin a good time. My friend hands me a 40 n says "b" left and he doesnt want it, so i say woot, and down it pretty fast. Now im startin to feel pretttttty fucked, mixing rum and beer is pretty custy but i jus wanted to get drunk.
at about 10 oclock, i run into this girl and shes passed out with a water bottle in her hand, i ask wats inside, she says vodka ! So i swiftly grab it out of her hand n proceed to drink that too.... now i start regreting drinking so much... im alover the place, falling down, getting up, falling down, etc.
i hear someone yell, Jump over the fire ! in my drunk rage, i tell myself, i am going to beat the fire ! and i take off running towards it, i leap, and to my surprise, i cleared it ! i landed and rolled into a ditch. That was fun ! lets do it again, so i proceed to jump the fire about 5 or 6 times, everybody is chearing me on, again again again! so i do it one last time, this time i think my leg landed in the fire, but i didnt feel myself getting burned at all, so i thought i just got lucky. after about another 2 or 3 hours of just running around and passing out, everyone starts to leave, so i go over to my friend who is passed out on the ground, and tell em to get up ! he doesnt respond, so i smack em in the face a couple times.. .stil nothing. I open his eyes with my hand, and scream "J" THERES GIRLS STRIPPING ! he opens his eyes and starts to get up in a drunk fashion. I direct him to a path that leads out of the ravine, and to a graveyard.
we all get to the graveyard, and im the only 1 that has to take a different route from the others, so i say my goodbyes and begin my journey through the graveyard... its prolly about 1-1:30 am at this point, and this is when i start to realize how drunk i actually am.... all lights from buildings about a mile ahead are smudged.. everything is moving, and i cant control it. i stop myself, and ask where the fuck am i ! wat have i gotten myself into ! i look at my leg and its burned pretty bad, it starts to hurt... i light a ciggy and tell myself, i need to get home, i must escape this graveyard !
If i was sober, i probably would have been a little scared walking around a pitchblack graveyard at 1am by myself, but i actually wasnt scared whatsoever.... i just kept walking over hills and past gravestones..... 45 mins past, and im stil nowhere closer to my destination... i start to panick a little b/c i now realize that i fucked myself over. i find a path, and fallow it for another 25-30 mins, until i reach a 8foot fence. "FUCK" i yell, they have closed the entrance to the graveyard... i sit down to rest for a couple mins, and build up enough courage to give it a shot, and try climbing it. My first attempt was a failure, and i fell, scraping the shit out of my right arm.... my second attempt got me over the fence, but i crashed on the other side.
I now knew where i was... i was about another 20-30mins away from home, but at least i knew how to get home from here. i start walking, and im beginnning to get Very tired, im falling allover the place, i think i landed on my face a couple times.
about 20mins into the walking, i see a cop car heading towards me... oh fuck ! i just realized that i am on probation, and im walking like a fucking idiot. my heart starts POUNDING, as i try to straighten my act, and walk straight, it is no use, it seems even harder to 'not act drunk'. The cop car passes me, and keeps going... "thank god" i say.
as i turn to my home street, i felt alot better knowing i was almost home... i got inside, and after falling down a couple stairs, i finally reached my bedroom and layed down on my bed.
For some reason, even if i am really smashed, i have a hard time falling asleep, i dont kno if this happends to everyone, but it cirtainly sucks.. i layed there for 10 or 15 mins with my eyes closed just thinking about the events that happend 2nite...
i realize i am not going to fall asleep anytime soon, and i remembered i had enuf k in my stash for a bump or 2, so i got it out and made myself a little line. I taste the first drip in the back of my throat, and everything in my room starts spinning. You know that feeling when ur REALLY drunk or fucked on k, where ur laying stil, but it feels like a force is pulling u in circles, or like ur head is spinning, and it almost seems as though the whole room is spinning, well yeah that shit started to get really intense, and i just closed my eyes.... i dont remember wat happend after that, but i wokeup around 9am with the worst headache, and the sorest jaw ive ever had in my life... i got up and took a piss, as soon asi looked down, i saw my badly burned leg, and i started to remember about the bon fire... the graveyard... the falling.... wow, i call myself an idiot, and after taking a couple asprins i fall back to sleep.
Even though alcohol isnt considered a very strong "drug" if u wanna call it, last night was the most intense experience ive had with it, so i thought id write this up.
height / 6'3
weight / 165
Set/setting - Pit party
Oook, so friday night rolls around :D! and im so excited, theres a brand new club opening and its holding a jungle party tonight ! i callup all my buddies, and 1 of em tells me they changed it last second, and the location is now Cherrybeach. so i tell him to get me some rolls and well meetup a bit later.
My next friend calls me n says theres a huge pit party 2nite down at the local ravine, so i asked myself... do i wanna get drunk n wakeup with a hangover, or go to a rave n get fucked on e and wakeup 5 pounds lighter and feeling like shit.... its tempting, but i decide to go to the pit party instead since i rolled last weekend.
So they pick me up, and we hit up the local LCBO for some booze, i buy a mickey of malibu, and they buy a shitload of 40oz'ers.... and off we go, beginning our journey to the ravine !
we get there around 8-8:30ish, and its stil kinda light outside... bout 20-30 ppl there alrdy, and i run into a bunch of people i havnt seen since middle school
everyones juicing around the fire, having a great time.Bout an hour later, my malibu is gone and im startin to feel niceeee, i begin wondering around wit my buddies jus talkin all that drunk gibberish, havin a good time. My friend hands me a 40 n says "b" left and he doesnt want it, so i say woot, and down it pretty fast. Now im startin to feel pretttttty fucked, mixing rum and beer is pretty custy but i jus wanted to get drunk.
at about 10 oclock, i run into this girl and shes passed out with a water bottle in her hand, i ask wats inside, she says vodka ! So i swiftly grab it out of her hand n proceed to drink that too.... now i start regreting drinking so much... im alover the place, falling down, getting up, falling down, etc.
i hear someone yell, Jump over the fire ! in my drunk rage, i tell myself, i am going to beat the fire ! and i take off running towards it, i leap, and to my surprise, i cleared it ! i landed and rolled into a ditch. That was fun ! lets do it again, so i proceed to jump the fire about 5 or 6 times, everybody is chearing me on, again again again! so i do it one last time, this time i think my leg landed in the fire, but i didnt feel myself getting burned at all, so i thought i just got lucky. after about another 2 or 3 hours of just running around and passing out, everyone starts to leave, so i go over to my friend who is passed out on the ground, and tell em to get up ! he doesnt respond, so i smack em in the face a couple times.. .stil nothing. I open his eyes with my hand, and scream "J" THERES GIRLS STRIPPING ! he opens his eyes and starts to get up in a drunk fashion. I direct him to a path that leads out of the ravine, and to a graveyard.
we all get to the graveyard, and im the only 1 that has to take a different route from the others, so i say my goodbyes and begin my journey through the graveyard... its prolly about 1-1:30 am at this point, and this is when i start to realize how drunk i actually am.... all lights from buildings about a mile ahead are smudged.. everything is moving, and i cant control it. i stop myself, and ask where the fuck am i ! wat have i gotten myself into ! i look at my leg and its burned pretty bad, it starts to hurt... i light a ciggy and tell myself, i need to get home, i must escape this graveyard !
If i was sober, i probably would have been a little scared walking around a pitchblack graveyard at 1am by myself, but i actually wasnt scared whatsoever.... i just kept walking over hills and past gravestones..... 45 mins past, and im stil nowhere closer to my destination... i start to panick a little b/c i now realize that i fucked myself over. i find a path, and fallow it for another 25-30 mins, until i reach a 8foot fence. "FUCK" i yell, they have closed the entrance to the graveyard... i sit down to rest for a couple mins, and build up enough courage to give it a shot, and try climbing it. My first attempt was a failure, and i fell, scraping the shit out of my right arm.... my second attempt got me over the fence, but i crashed on the other side.
I now knew where i was... i was about another 20-30mins away from home, but at least i knew how to get home from here. i start walking, and im beginnning to get Very tired, im falling allover the place, i think i landed on my face a couple times.
about 20mins into the walking, i see a cop car heading towards me... oh fuck ! i just realized that i am on probation, and im walking like a fucking idiot. my heart starts POUNDING, as i try to straighten my act, and walk straight, it is no use, it seems even harder to 'not act drunk'. The cop car passes me, and keeps going... "thank god" i say.
as i turn to my home street, i felt alot better knowing i was almost home... i got inside, and after falling down a couple stairs, i finally reached my bedroom and layed down on my bed.
For some reason, even if i am really smashed, i have a hard time falling asleep, i dont kno if this happends to everyone, but it cirtainly sucks.. i layed there for 10 or 15 mins with my eyes closed just thinking about the events that happend 2nite...
i realize i am not going to fall asleep anytime soon, and i remembered i had enuf k in my stash for a bump or 2, so i got it out and made myself a little line. I taste the first drip in the back of my throat, and everything in my room starts spinning. You know that feeling when ur REALLY drunk or fucked on k, where ur laying stil, but it feels like a force is pulling u in circles, or like ur head is spinning, and it almost seems as though the whole room is spinning, well yeah that shit started to get really intense, and i just closed my eyes.... i dont remember wat happend after that, but i wokeup around 9am with the worst headache, and the sorest jaw ive ever had in my life... i got up and took a piss, as soon asi looked down, i saw my badly burned leg, and i started to remember about the bon fire... the graveyard... the falling.... wow, i call myself an idiot, and after taking a couple asprins i fall back to sleep.
Even though alcohol isnt considered a very strong "drug" if u wanna call it, last night was the most intense experience ive had with it, so i thought id write this up.
