First and foremost, THANK YOU!!! to everyone who turned up for my birthday drinks and dinner and then more drinks!!! You guys are fabulous!!! Except, next time - please stop me from acting like a fool!
=P
I celebrated BIG for my birthday. I get a throbbing headache when i think about how drunk i had gotten. So bad, that i got sick while my friend drove me home...so bad that i got sick again when i was inside my house.
BUT, it was all good. I wanted to experience it. Its like a rite of passage. I turned 26 and i had never gotten drunk. I just felt like it was something to that i should do...cos it wouldnt be right to get that drunk when i turned 30 without it being an act of depression. I wanted to let go of my inhabitions and get plastered...like something i should have done on my 21st.
I mean, it was all well planned. My friend (who lives like a street away) was going to take care of me, in terms of getting me home. And i knew he would look after me, through and through. I had my drinking buddies with me, who i knew would keep me company until i wanted to leave...but it appears they stayed long after i had left...and i knew i would have a fun night.
I wasnt expecting it to be THAT fun...and it seems some had more fun than others *cough*...
But it was fun, all the same.
There are some pretty crazy photos out there...(i believe some people are obsessed with my chest)...
In my defence, i was completely plastered. I deny everything because i dont remember anything from that night and i woke up severely hung over! My room wouldnt stop spinning and i had to sms my brother and ask him to get me a happy meal.
He brought the happy meal over with my niece in tow and she asked me why i was having a happy meal at 10:30 am with a towel tied in turban style on my head...and why my head was propped on my hand under my chin...and why did i drink so much...???
I basically told her i did something really stypid and that i would never do it again. And i really dont plan to. I like my glass of wine here and there, like after work on a Friday night, a glass of white is perfect to wind down the week in preparation for the weekend. But drinking in excess like i did on Thursday night...sorry, no repeats for this girl!
The count down of what i had, and this is the most i have ever had in my life:
(1) 2L of water before lunch
(2) Sangria during lunch
(3) 2L before i left work
(4) Midori with lemonade at EQ after work
At Lord Roberts before and during dinner...
(5) Vodka and cranberry
(6) 1 glass of Verdelho
(7) 1 glass of Chardonnay
After dinner, still at Lord Roberts...
(8) 1 shot of something really nasty
(9) 1 shot of "slippery n!pple"
(10) 1 shot of "wet pu55y"
(11) 1 shot of Agwa
(12) 1 shot of "wet pu55y"
(13) 1 shot of "wet pu55y"
(14) 1 shot of "slippery n!pple"
(15) I lost count around here...i dont know if i had more "wet pu55y" or "slippery n!pple"...
(18) I know i ended with 1 shot of tequila.
Now all those shots were in a span of 1.5 hours and by the end of it, i felt like dancing and was suppose to head to Scary Canary because some friends headed off over there, but i didnt quite make it because i started to feel sick. My friend and i were driving towards it, but i did the smart thing and told him that i doubt if i stood in line that i doubt i would get in, so we should head home...well, I definitely should head home!
All in all, if it wasnt for the up-chucking, the night was a blast - but i still wouldnt want a repeat.
The hard work i have put in to make my body healthy was undone in a matter of 1.5 hours of shots. So not worth it!!!
*A round of applause* for the bartender Cam at Lord Roberts Hotel...next time we go there, we need to bring our own cinnamon so he can make our beloved "flaming shot"...they didnt have any on Thursday night...what a shame!
I spent my real birthday nursing my hangover for the greater half of the day, and watching Season 1 of Fresh Prince of Belair, and then having dinner with my family and i ended the night with both my niece at home watching "Happily N'ever After". It was a really enjoyable way to celebrate being 26.
(lit: Happy Birthday! Happy Easter!)
3 comments:
The first shot you had ie drink (8) was a shot of Chartreusse :)
I'm never having those again after the last few incidents haha
OMG you were planning to goto Scary Canary? I was there for a while too! LOL There were these 2 old ladies dancing on the podium... and um yeh. lets not talk about that anymore haha
Glad you had fun and enjoyed urself! Can't believe you were oh so innocent before. hehe
I think you would've stopped around 8-9 shots. I had about another 3+ after you left. Surprisingly no hangover. Just really really thirsty. Its ok, with enough practice, you can recover just like me :D
Oh no, petals you had Chartreuse?! That nasty shot once knocked me unconscious for 45 mins, lucky I had a shred of mind left to safely lock myself in the toilet cubicle of Loft bar.
For a virgin-drunken experience, you did damn good girl. Count me in next time!
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