On Monday I had a plan. A plan to get SHIT FACED. I hadn't been back in Toronto for a month, I was reunited with some of my most favourite people, midterms were over, and I had a need to forget. Oh, and did I ever accomplish. Not only did I pre drink hard at Nirvana (Bathurst and College) but I forgot I had taken Benylin pills for my sinuses before... Shit faced I wanted, and shit faced I got.
I purposely did not drive that night, so we cabbed it to the Social for "Monday Meetings". Not only was I overly generous with pulling out my Visa for multiple vodka redbulls for me and my girls, but I decided it would be a great idea to talk to everyone and anyone... including the DJs. More pictures, more drinks, and I'm flirting with the DJs trying to be one myself. Which ends in me wanting to play Akon ft David Guetta's "Sexy Bitch" at a hipster club. They weren't too impressed. Suddenly I was handed a tequila shot, a random drink, and a pint. Which I thought was a great idea at the time until i ran outside, stumbled into the stoop of a store by the end of the block, and passed out. WOW. My friends had no idea where I was and were contemplating calling the cops for a missing person report. 20 minutes later I'm still there, my best friend had found me and dragged me into a cab. Somehow got to Queen and Spadina near Much Music where my friend had to use an ATM to take out money. During this time I stumble out of the cab and onto the cement sidewalk where I pass out once more. Then to my house... I do not remember getting in, taking my heels off, getting into my PJs, EVEN taking off my jewelry, where my journey had ended and I passed out until I woke up later in the day to a splitting hangover.
THANK YOU BEST FRIEND!!!!! I would still be on that stoop if it wasn't for you... or most likely in a much worse situation. You are the best.
WHAT A NIGHT! I am never doing that again. If I ever say "I'm gunna get so fucked tonight I won't drive..." SLAP ME!
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