At a happy hour at my old work. I had two apple martinis (first time ever), 1 miller lite, shot of whiskey and shot of tequila. My bf had to come pick me up and told me on the way home I spoke with a french accent. Later I think he tried to "have his way with me" and I puked on his floor. I was up all night puking and didn't feel better until 6 pm the next day.

 

I woke up on a damn flat bottom boat that had drifted into a cove on Lake Lanier... I don't know who's boat it was or how I got on it, but I proceded to drive the boat around the lake, with a horrible hangover, until I found an area I was familiar with. At which point I got out and walked to a friends house.

I have no idea whatever happened that damn boat...

 

Since we're listing what we drank...

Jaymar's bday: 10+ shots of vodka, lost count of how many beers (double digits) and this was on an empty stomach :doh:
Another bday of his: killed the keg by 11pm and had to buy another one (only had a piercing headache)
New Years 2004: $165 worth of liquid cocaines (like 9 alcohols mixed, 22oz glass), a few beers, and a shot of whiskey.

The first and third one, I couldn't keep anything in the next morning. First one, I blacked out towards the end of the night, apparently was outback with a few peeps singing boysIImen or something, then I sorta remember going out front to where jay was and sitting on some bricked that outlined his lawn. Then dumb me leans back, thinking there was something there and falling all the way back on his lawn. h:

New years, I blacked out for only a few minutes, so I was aware the majority of the night. After that night, I stopped drinking hard liquor for about a year, since the smell would make me sick. (usually avoid straight shots)

Those were the only extremes. Even then, I was only getting drunk like twice a year, usually only drink once every few months. I probably drink a few times a month now, but in moderation. Most of the time, I stick to beer or a few mixed drinks, but my alcohol tolerance is pretty high now h:

 

I don't get hangovers. If I'm too drunk, my body makes me puke out everything.

 

Woke up in a friends kennel once...not sure what I was drinking. Didn't remember going in there at all. His dog was inside so I'm glad I didn't get peed on. Glad those days are over h:

 

I just bought a pair of rollerblades and a friend was teaching me how to move around in them. my buddy pulls up into the parking lot we were practicing in and ask if we want to grab onto his bumper for a ride. I said what the hell so we started going, well I lost my grip and soon fell down and gashed up my leg. my buddy with the car drove us back to our dorm room and we tried to clean up my wonds. one of my roommates went to the RA's room to get a first aid kit, but they didn't have one. so my one roommate goes behind the bar and pulls out a bottle of everclear. to prepare me for the pain I was about to endure he said it might be a good idea to start taking some shots. I must have done 4 shots of gold rush, and 4 of Jaermister. After that he got out some papertowels and wet it with the everclear. I yelled out a scream so loud my other roommate heard it from a distance away and wondered what the hell it was. so the buzz started kickin in, and more of my roommates ended up comming back to our dorm. they started feeding me everything they could find. we had a gatoraid rum drink and they loaded me up with a bottle and we all went to dinner. I was completly trashed and attempted to go to a study class before someone dragged back to our room. I was all f'd up and someone decided to mess with me and put some more everclear on my open wound. I ended up being so trashed from trying to kill the pain that I passed out on our couch, and yacked. that is the worst I've ever been. I woke up the next morning with my head ringing, trying to remember what happened.

 

16 years old (wow..seems so young)...drank wayyy too much vodka. I worked at Tim Hortons and I had to work at 7am the next day at a store that I didnt normally work at (I switched with someone) so my MANAGER who I partied with drove me there (she was off for the day). I wore my shirt inside out...looked a mess basically. So I get to work, go to the bathroom, get sick a few times, then come out to see my EX-BOYFRIEND works at this location. I had to spend 7 hours with him completely hungover..hadn't seen him for like at least 6 months before this. He was like WHOA, wtf haha. Anyways, when he told me my shirt was inside out, I said "no, it's just faded" HA-what an idiot! And then I went to the bathroom later around 11am to get sick again and passed out...ugh!