I am still recovering from the CRRRRRAAZZZIIIIIEEEESSSSSTTTTT weekend I’ve ever had! Let’s see.....I got drunk soo drunk I made a fool of myself by puking and pissing in public...lit up a cigar (I never smoke!)....made out with 3 completely different guys I just met in one night....and nearly had sex with 2 of them- the 1st guy was ready to do me against the wall outside the building in a parking lot...in front of cars passing by...but it was fricken freezing cold..I had no jacket on cuz I left it at my friend’s place so I wouldn’t have to pay for coat check (I was wearing a see-through top and pants with slits that go up to my hips) and I had to piss soooo bad....I nearly got into a car with the 3rd guy (I probably wouldn’t be here if I did). Then I got one of my friends soooooo mad at me that she slapped me and was ready to kill me but luckily didn’t because my other friend stopped her...
so what was supposed to be a fun awesome night ended up as a major bitchfest with 2 of my friends. I haven’t seen all of my friends since that night. I was ready to attend church on Sunday to help with the nursery but I was still feelin’ sick. oh ya I skipped school today...
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Well then, BRACE YOURSELF cuz you’re in for a looooooonnnnggggg ride!
On Friday night, my friends and I (there are 6 of us altogether) went to a pub crawl at my University. And for those of you who don’t know what a pub crawl is, it’s an all-night party where there are buses (there were about 4 or 5) that take you to clubs all night long- like a bus takes you to a club, drops you off, party and get f*cking drunk...wait for the next bus to come..party and get f*cking drunk...and etc...we went to 3 places which I’ve never been to before and it was soooo much fun. There was a pre-drinking party at the college nearby but seeing that we had to wait for a couple more of our friends at the train station, the 4 of us couldn’t go.
And lemme tell ya all somethin’, the bus rides are the CRAAZZIEST things I’ve ever been on. Seriously, us university students who work soo hard and study study study were banging on windows, screaming, jumping all over the place, singing, doing the mosh pit, having major orgy fests, etc...etc...etc...it was like a madhouse in there.- no one can hear himself think. I guess it was because of all that work and stress during that week
Anyways, we first stopped at a club called ‘the standard union’ (a guy got stabbed there a few weeks ago) and one guy there bought me and one of my friends a drink (too bad my other friends missed the opportunity), then we danced...then I had a few more until I got really sick that I couldn’t dance. I was leaning on the counter clutching my stomach trying to hold it all in while at the same time trying to finish the rest of my drink before I go off and dance again...(remind me never to chug my drinks again- esp Rum) One of my friends, Dorothy, was concerned and she stayed by my side asking if I was okay.
Then one worker came to us and thought we were bored and thought that was the reason why we were standing :lol: and he offered to buy us drinks. I wanted a vodka paralyzer and just as just as I was able to get him to buy one for me.....I bent down beneath the counter...and PUKEDDD!!!! my gawd I was horrified and embarrassed...and the worker wasn’t too bad looking himself- he’s chocolate
. And so the worker said to my friend “you got to get her out of here” referring to me. Dorothy rushed me to the bathroom where I gargled my mouth and offered me mints.
When I was feeling better, we went to look for the rest of my friends and found them at a table nearby sitting with about 4 or 5 other guys. They all were laughing and looking high. I sat there and got bored..I didn’t find them attractive at all..then everyone threw ice leftover from their drinking glasses. Then a waitress came and we ordered more drinks. I got more and more drunk...then everyone started smoking and I guess so did I. Then they started playing a song with a beat that I can dance to the best and I stood up and started to dance...which I guessed sent a message to one of the guys and he motioned to me on the dance floor. Then I had to piss again and then I bought another drink...and then it was time for us to leave for the 2nd bus.
It was freeeezzzzzing outside and I stood by my friends who seemed to have hooked up with the rest of the guys. Then 10 minutes later in the cold, I had to piss again (man, what alcohol can do to you), so I went to a nearby tree, pull down my panties, and squat which was a big mistake because a group of guys standing nearby turned around and started to cheer. Pulled up my pants and went to the next tree and squatted...but then was interrupted by my friend who told me the bus was here...so I held it in but I guess they thought it was the right bus but it wasn’t....the icy wind blew...I shivered...still had to pee...this time I ran farther down past the trees and squatted behind a curb and started to pee....ahhhhhhhhh...I noticed someone from behind walking towards me....AHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH it was the worker- the same one who wanted to buy me a drink before the misfortunate event of me puking happened!! ahhhhh RUN!!! But I can’t! I’m in the middle of peeeeeeing!!!!
And he said to me: “Are you done yet?”
“yeh just about,” I mumbled
“I’m sorry sweetheart,” he went on, “but this isn’t a facility”
I sighed...quickly finished off...stood up revealing my bare naked ass to him before pulling my panties back up and rushed off to my friends and the guys they hooked up with.
About 5 minutes later after feeling how hard each other’s nipples were because of the cold, the bus came. I stumbled from my drunkenness and climbed inside, eager to get away from the cold. I sat on one guy’s lap (the same one who bought my friend and I drinks in the beginning and who I danced with) which he offered so that him and my friends could all sit near each other...I guess my friends were sitting with the guys who they hooked up with...
And away we drove to the 2nd destination: The Globe!
And during the bus ride...me and guy #1 (I don’t even remember his name so that’s what I’m gonna refer him to as from now one to avoid confusion with guy #2 and guy #3) started to talk..ya know, get to know one another...then he did the unthinkable....he undid my pants and *gasps* stuck his hand inside my thong...and fondled me. I did not say anything..usually I would slap the guy real hard...but I didn’t...cuz I was intoxicated...I started cursing when he went real deep inside and my legs started twitching and kicking (I nearly kicked my friend sitting next to us in her face) and my head was hanging out the window upside down..like a dog with his tongue and hears flapping in the wind.
Then Guy #1 started to do the next unthinkable...make out with my friend while his hand was inside my pants...I mean c’mon!!! :mat:
Anyways, afterwards he made me sat on him in a different position so that I was straddling him and that I was facing my friends who were sitting behind us (what a view!) and his hand stayed inside my pants and we made out (his breathe tasted like smoke!!)...someone yelled out “it’s an orgy fest!”
we did that throughout the whole ride and into the globe we went where my first destination was the bathroom...then I used my coupon for a free drink...then guy #1 managed to find me and we went into the dance floor and his hand managed to sneak its way inside my pants...and he undid his pants and put my hand inside his...my goodness, it’s amazing how no one around said anything!
Then he led me outside in the freezing cold and pulled me behind the building and pushed me against the wall and started to fondle me again and kiss me...he started talking about intercouse and I panicked asking if he had a condom and he said ya (yeh..like he carries condoms every time he goes out...)...then I froze when a car slowly drove by us but he continued to do what he did...I kept on whimpering that I was cold and I had to go piss real bad...and eventually he stopped and we went back to the entrance where there was a friggin huggggggeeeee lineup..and it didn’t matter that we had our wristbands, we still weren’t given priority to go in first...
And I was soooooo cold...it’s been about 10 minutes and I still was outside blocked by metal chains and 2 security guards. One other guy offered me his jacket but I felt bad and declined. Then...... I heard the familiar beat pulsating from the club.....AHHHHHHH BILLIE JEANNNNNN!!!! AHHHHHHHHH BILLIE JEAAAANNNNN!!!! I wanted to just rush in but there is nooo wayyyy that I could make it past those 2 guys at the entrance way. So I stood shivering nodding off to the beat...while guy #1 went on blabbering on and on about sh*t and how he should be able to go inside cuz he only went outside to puke..
Anyways I was upset that I couldn’t do my famous passing out onto the dance floor every time a club plays Billie Jean and waiting for someone to pull me back up before I start dancing. I do that every single time that it has become my trademark move. *sighs*
I watched from outside through the glass doors as the TV screen played the Billie Jean video and watched sexy MJ dancing in his sexy pink shirt and red bow tie and black tux...sexy sexy sexy...*sighs*
Another 15 minutes passed before the buses came to pick us up to the 3rd destination: Cowboys! I was soooo cold that I didn’t care that my friends weren’t with me and I rushed inside. The guy followed me close and we sat together again and yup..you can guess what he was doing to me again...yup. And you can guess what I was doing to him too...yup. One girl was being passed around from one end of the bus to another. I must say, she has a lot of guts to allow a bunch of drunks to carry you like that...either that or she’s one herself
When we arrived there, I tried to look for my friends but there were too many people. Then guy #1 bought me another drunk and led me to a table and he was about to led me upstairs to the “private area” one worker said that it was closed. He was about to do the things to me that he kept on saying he wanted to do during the bus rides. Oh well, too bad so sad.
Then, I saw my friends walking by and I jumped up and went to them, ditching guy #1 momentarily. YAYYYYY yippeeeeee!!!! Then we went to the dance floor and another guy (I will refer to this one as guy #2- I don’t know his name either!) for some reason danced beside me in our group which I thought was a bit strange. But anyways we danced and danced and suddenly he turned to me, grabbing a hold of me and we started to dance. I must say, he was a hell of a lot better dancer than guy #1, he moved the way I did and he was the one who did the leading me in those country songs :lol: Other than that, we would be licking each other’s slobbers with our tongues in each others throats and he would grab my butt cheeks but he was a gentlemen in being able to keep his hands out of my pants!
I eventually saw guy #1 dancing with one of my friends...he didn’t look too happy and throughout the night I just got lost in the crowd with guy #2 on the dance floor. I fell a couple of times when he spun me and a few times he would pick me up and spin me around :lol: At 2:30am the place was about to close and the students who lived on campus had to leave for the buses which were taking them back to the university. I gave guy #2 my number when he asked me (I also gave it to guy #1 too- I knowwww! I wasn’t thinking!)
As for me, I was gonna get a ride from my dad who was also gonna be giving 2 of my friends a ride home. After I called my place, I wondered around bored and spotted a group of black men (I just lovvvee them) and I casually strode near them and turned around and leaned against the counter pretending to be bored and hoping they would notice. Sure enough, I felt someone pulling my arm- it was one of them who was sitting on the stool who pulled me to him and he pulled me real close to him with his arm around me. He was smoking a cigarette and we started to talk. His name was Francois (sp?) and he was 25. I asked him if he was French because of the way his name sounded and he said yes. He goes to a college in my city. He gave me a puff of his cigarette and during our conversation, I noticed my hand was on his crotch- wtf how did it get there? He didn’t say anything so I’m sure he didn’t mind.
Anyways, he’s gonna be guy #3.
Then, one of his friends came to us and sat near me on the stool and smiled at me, pulling me on top of him. He made me climb onto his lap so that I was facing him and I guess guy #3 was upset because he was pulling my arm and he looked kinda pissed. I noticed the 2 friends that my dad was gonna drive home tonight, and I noticed them talking to the other black men. I wonder what they were talking about- I still have to ask them :lol: I was about to climb off of his friend but he hold onto me, asking me to choose between the 2. I hesitated and gestured to guy #3 seeing that he was upset. I said that I pick him since I met him first. His friend looked kinda pissed and said that it didn’t matter who I met first and blah blah blah
uh oh..I did not mean to start this. I eventually climbed off of him and guy #3 asked me to come with him. He stood up and he was TALLLL! I was like “woah you’re tall!” and he chuckled and said that he plays basketball. Anyways, he led me outside to a parked car at one end of the parking lot. He sat on the hood of the car and I sat on his lap facing towards him and we kissed and made out on top of the car while we waiting for his friends to come out of the club.
Ok I know that you’re not supposed to go in the car with strangers...yes yes I’ve been taught many times by my mommy and daddy and in grade school.....but *sighs*...I’m was f*cked okay? that’s my excuse
His friends eventually came and I got into the backseat with guy #3 and I was tired and he said that I can sleep on his shoulder during the ride and that’s what I wanted to do....I was sleeeppppyyyyy...it was past 3 in the morning...
At one point, one of his friends who I sat on his lap earlier hit me on the head asking me what my problem was in choosing guy #3 instead of him. Guy #3 and him started bickering before his friend slammed the door. There was one other guy at the front and the 2 of them started talking in some African language and I was curious to know what they were talking about.
I guess his friends weren’t ready to leave yet cuz they kept on getting in and out of the car and I guess that was how my 2 friends found out where I went and they were furious. They went to my window and started banging on it screaming at me to get out of the car and they were screaming at guy #3 yelling “Let my friend go!“ When I ignored them, they brought one worker from the club with them and by then, I knew I was in big trouble. The worker asked me who I wanted to go with: my friends or them? I eventually turned to guy #3 saying that I should go to my friends and he held onto me begging me not to go. I said I have to and he told me not to go. I said I’m sorry but those are my friends.
I had trouble trying to get the door opened but I managed to open it and stumbled out, with the help of one of his friends (the one I sat on earlier). I guess he was still pissed at me and he wanted me to leave. One of my friends, Christina, was sooooooo angry at me. She slapped me screaming that I was the stupidest person she’s ever known.
I felt soooo bad. She was about to lung at me but my other friend stopped her and the 2 continued to bicker while I stayed silent. The worker from the club cold us to hush and he made us wait inside the building since it was cold outside. We would bicker some more and him and the other workers warn us to be quiet.
Eventually, my dad came.
The next day, when I came home from work, my mom asked me if I gave anyone my number that night. I said “yeah why? did anyone called?” and she said no..hmm...
the day after, one guy from my work asked me if I would go clubbing with him if I was available. We eventually decided on watching a movie first this Saturday.
now that’s the end of my crazy days, that is, if you’re still here.
I would be shock if you are cuz I don’t expect any of you to actually sit here reading this