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One drink is too much a million is not enough. T_T
Chinese New Year was last Tuesday! Got off work and headed down to my friend's house, who are all Chinese there, and got me some Chinese food, not the restaurant stuff on all the menus but REAL Chinese food. Sat and ate with my girl friend, plus got me some al-key-halls to drink. The Cognac tasted horrible but as it got me more and more drunk the bite isn't as bad. Soon I got myself to where I guess its tipsy or just lightly drunk, because I could still remember MOST of what I did. I remember having conversations and slurring my speech a little. Plus telling my gf I loved her about 30 times (they said I said it about 3 times that redface ). Time was dialated it seemed like 30 minutes but it was about 3 hours. Everyone had to go and I was dropped off by my friend Eric, and I was apologizing for my behavior (I'm an apologetic and a protective drunk it seems), which really wasn't bad, I guess I was just very expressive in how I felt about my friends. I was talking about that with Eric and he said he loved me like a brother, I did remember that. Then got home talked with my sister for what it seemed like 5 minutes (it was 40), and went to bed. I woke up with the light on, the book I usually read lying open and with my clothes still on, plus I had locked the door. Parents pried open the lock and told me to get up so I could get to school. That when it hit me, I was struck with a pounding headache and dancing stomach. For half the day I was hurling and wishing I was dead, even during class, I had to hold it in till I hit the bathroom. I learned again that, even drinking is fun, you pay a terrible price afterwards that makes you reconsider. After getting some fries and a burger in my stomach I felt off and on and called in sick for work. Katie, my gf, wanted me to go after I called. So I headed up and was told that I should just go home and stay there for the day. Everything is groovy now, so I'm waiting for class. Another day at the salt mines. wink
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