At their stems
And then expect
Them to grow"
So, I went to a party last night at some friends’ townhouse. And they invited their neighbors over. One of them was super chill and the other one was following me around like a lost puppy. I was only on m second glass of wine when the party moved upstairs. Everyone started playing circle of death, but I was just trying to observe since I try not to get super drunk when I’m somewhere where I don’t know everyone there super well. Once the game was over, we all went downstairs. I grabbed a beer and went outside to get some air. He followed me, but thankfully, my best friend, Anh, and his neighbor did too. He started asking me about my major and what I want to do after college, and I thought he was just being nice. But then he made some comments about how he was definitely going to take me downtown and how he thought I was so beautiful, and I was getting super uncomfortable. So I went inside to get my phone so I could at least use it to let him know I wasn’t interested. But I left my beer outside and then, like a dumbass, I drank it when I came back. One of the hosts, Miranda, came outside to check and see how things were going and noticed how uncomfortable I was, and pulled me inside. So naturally, my best friend followed closely behind and we went upstairs. I was feeling like shit, and way drunker than I should’ve been considering how much wine I drank all summer. It wasn’t long before creepy neighbor came up to find me. Anh and I were talking so I sent him away by asking if he could get me some water. I was stupid and drank a couple sips of that too, but within like 20 seconds of drinking it, I felt like I was gonna puke. When he went downstairs again, Anh and I went into Miranda’s room and stayed really quiet so he couldn’t find us. I seriously was really sick, and it made no sense because I didn’t have that much to drink. When Mir finally realized we were missing, she came looking for us and asked what was going on. I told her my suspicions. She went to get my cup to make sure no one else would drink out of it. While she was pouring it out, she asked if I was drinking beer, which I wasn’t; I was drinking water. She looked at me dead in the eye and said “that was fizzy as shit.” So, I laid in bed until she came back up and told me he left. But after like 20 minutes, she still hadn’t come back upstairs. I got ridiculously dizzy and nauseous while I was waiting, so I decided I should probably just go to sleep. When she finally came back upstairs, she explained that he wouldn’t leave and wanted nothing more than to go looking for me. But she finally just kicked him out. I was texting and snapchatting some friends that weren’t there, cause I can see it all on my phone, but I don’t remember most of it. And when I woke up the next morning, I had to run to the bathroom to keep from puking on the carpet. I was dizzy, had a headache all day, couldn’t eat, was exhausted, and felt like I was still drunk and hungover at the same time until at least 4:00 pm. Let me emphasize again, that I know how much alcohol my body can handle, and I DID NOT DRINK ENOUGH TO BE THAT SICK.
My advice? When you’re at parties or out somewhere drinking (anything at all)…
- do not leave your drink and then come back to it
- do not ask anyone you don’t know and/or trust to get you
- always stay by a friend or someone you know and trust when you’re talking to someone you don’t know
- don’t think it won’t happen to you
Be smart if you’re going to be drinking, and make sure you’re with people you trust. I would hate if what happened to me, happened to any of you.