: The Second Mardi Gras (part 2 of 2)
Drink(s) of choice: Bahama Mama (ew), Long Island Tea
(ewww), and Margaritas!
Event: My 21st Birthday!!!!
The Friends: E, E's Sister, My Birthday Boyfriend, The
Police in the Old City
My friends told me that I could drink as much as I wanted because they would take care of me, unfortunately, they didn't make this promise to my birthday boyfriend. I was already drunk and got handed a Corona with lime in a glass bottle. While I was dancing with my birthday boyfriend, some drunk idiot hit the bottle with his elbow and chipped my birthday boyfriend's tooth!!!! For the rest of the night, he walked around saying "look what I had done" while blazing his chipped tooth grill. "Chip" as he was eternally dubbed, by all of those who were present, thought it was funny that night but one dental bill later and he wasn't laughing anymore. I promptly went to the nearest sprint store and requested a new cell phone number.
Back to my wonderful friends who told me they would take care of me but were to trashed to deliver on their promise. My birthday boyfriend suggested that we walk around the corner to Barley's and by this point in time E was wrapped up with her boyfriend, everyone else was trashed and I was off flirting with some random guy. About half way to Barley's I realized that I didn't even close out my tab and get my credit card. We stumbled back into Barley's, closed out my tab and continued on our journey. Nothing else eventful happened with my birthday boy other than some saliva swapping which was far from whizbang.
If my liver could talk it probably would have had a few choice words for me and some parental nonsense about how close to alcohol poisoning I was that evening. Instead, my body respectively warned me with a nausiating feeling to which I responded by hastening my way to the ladies room. Thankfully E and my other friends had tracked me down by this point and helped me into the restroom. I have never been so embarrassed in my life, as E held back my hair and I projectile vomited all over the bathroom at Barley's. E was so drunk she couldn't stop laughing and as we were leaving the bathroom a woman gave me a dirty look. E spoke up and said "Come on, it's her 21st birthday." to which the lady responded with "Oh, I understand." a sentiment echoed by many strangers that I encountered throughout the night as E apologized for my drunken behavior. E later asked me what I was drinking that was red, and at the time I didn't remember, but looking at my receipt later, we decided it was the Bahama Mama's. Gross. I will never drink that again.
We were walking past Hannah's to go around the corner to get to my car when I apparently tripped and on my way down dragged a friend with me apparently causing a huge scene. They told to me to calm down (which if you didn't know means scream louder when you're intoxicated). I loudly protested about my sobriety and aptly demonstrated that I could walk the line.
By this point, the police officers hanging out in the Old City were eying me with what seemed like intentions to arrest me for public intoxication, a perfect ending to my birthday bash. E and a couple of bouncers from Hannah's apparently fended of the cops giving my friends enough time to cover my mouth and usher me into the car. I didn't find out until a few days later how close I was to being arrested that evening.
We went on to Waffle House that evening where my actions can be summed up with eating, puking, and yelling and I spent the remainder of the night in my bathroom. It was truly a great night and one that I will always look back on and laugh hysterically at myself for.
Thanks for reading my blog! I hope you enjoyed reading my story as much as I enjoyed living it. This weekend there will be some fabulous partying stories going on nearly everyday, so look for those on my blog. Other than this weekend, you can expect stories about random trips to ATL, crazy college parties, and some info about the best places to party around town.
Thanks for reading and don't forget to check out the other contestants' blogs!!
XOXO
~Dancing Queen