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Well I was in south Minneapolis with my friend and we went to someones house that my friend knew, but I didn't. Well they ended up doing drugs such as speed, I decided to not do them. Latter after the drugs started wearing off my friend I was with said, "Hey lets get drunk Whitney will be willing to do that." So we drove to her house to get a 60oz bottle of Vodka, we went to S.A. and got some Sprite so we wouldn't have to drink pure Vodka. Me and this other guy hadn't eaten all day so we decided to get something to eat so we wouldn't get sick from the Vodka, we got custard filled doughnuts. Me and him ate our doughnuts and in the back seat and mixed the first 12oz cup of sprite and vodka and chuged it down. The driver was NOT drinking, and neather was my friend. Well my friend and the driver wanted to drink with us so then we went to a public library in Minneapolis that had free parking, parked and walked to under a deserted bridg. There we talked for a while and I think we played dare or something but I'm not sure. But the next thing I know is I'm so drunk that I can't even move and if I did move I would almost puke. Well my friend walked away with the guy that I ate doughnuts with and left me alone with this dude I didn't know. Next thing I remeber I'm asking this guy if I just puked and I did puke 3 times. My friend and the guy she was with came over and lauged at me for puking I don't think they realised that I had drank half the bottle of vodka. Lets do the math, i'm 5'9" and 125 pound and thats 30oz of vodka for my skinny self I WAS WASTED. Well the guy that was with my friend picked up a piece of my puke and then put it in his mouth and said "not bad, tastes like vodka and custard doughnuts." Okay thats just nasty, YOU DON'T EAT PEOPLES PUKE! but we got in the car and we went to there studio apartment and I went to bed.
When I woke up I asked what happend and I was filled in and I went home. I was sick for a whole week after that and later when I was still sick I went to Florida for a month and a half (which really sucked) when I returned my mom found all this out besides the whole puke eating part and well lets just say she didn't know thats where I was at that night.
I have not talked to any of those guys I was with that night again and I hardly get to talk to my friend I went with.
I guess theres a lesson in all this and it is don't drink half a bottle of 60oz vodka by your self with out going to the hospital and telling your parents because trust me that wasn't a fun day.