My Weekend

So I had Friday off, that’s why my weekend started with Thursday:

Smoked at school as usual, it’s so awesome being on my last year. Most of my afternoons are just chill as fuck and showing up stoned is just a delight.

That night I was planning on going to bed, but some friends called me out to have a sesh in this dude’s shed.
So I brought Charizard out with me, and we used her for a while.
And that was pretty much that.

Friday

I hung out by myself mostly, just playing around with my Mixtrack Pro

Which is fucking awesome btw.

That night I hung out with some bros and smoked a bit, then we watched Harold and Kumar (which is always fun to watch)

Saturday

Was definitely the most crazy night.
I went to a friend’s house to drink and get suuuper wasted, since I had Sunday to recover anyway.

So we start playing some drinking games (Indian mostly, but we also had this “I’ve Never…” board game her parents gave us.)
And we slowly start losing the lightweights first but then some things sorta started turning sour, when the host started to feel sick.

Since she’s my friend and all; I went into “Mom mode” and got her to the bathroom.
Trying my best to calm her down, she began to throw up all over herself.
Panicking I moved her head over the toilet and moved her hair out of the way….

Unfortunately for me, since I was drunk myself, my coordination was kinda off, and I put my hand in front of the streaming vomit, while trying to move the hair…

Still in “Mom Mode” I disregarded my hand and just casually wiped it off on my pants.
After she was done, me and another person cleaned her up and brought her to the couch.

I started stroking her all understanding-mom-like and whispering “Shh…you’re gonna be okay, I’m here.”

She started mumbling random words trying to talk to me and everyone around us, which didn’t really go so well.
Just simple drunk phrases like “I love you guys..” & “I’m so sorry for everything.”

Then she asked for everyone to be quiet, which I echo’d to everyone else.
Everyone else went with it, except for 2, these 2 were actually the loudest in the room. So I begged them for a little while longer and then the dreaded phrase came up again.

“I’m gonna puke again.”

Sonofabitch.

I carried her into the bathroom and then my drunk side really came out.
Somehow, my mind convinced my body that multi-tasking was a good idea; so I tried bringing her into the bathroom, closing the door with my leg, and turning on the light with my free hand.

Sober, this may have worked, however, I was not sober so it didn’t go too well, my leg didn’t have enough power to close the door fully, and my hand kept missing the light switch, meanwhile, the girl leaning against me started saying “I can’t wait anymore.”

I jumped towards the sink and yelled “GO HERE!” and then she started throwing up again. Returning to my position as hair holder, I actually did quite well this time.

After that I put her back on the couch and told her to rest for a bit. Then her mom came down and was like “Is she sick?”
And I was like “Yea kinda.”
And then she replied after a long silence “….I told you you’d get sick.”
Then she took her daughter upstairs to sleep.

Then the rest of us were like…. “So now what?”
So we just put on some music and danced, but by now everyone who was helping the girl was tired, me included, so that didn’t last very long.
I decided to stay over, just to make sure she was alright.

And that pretty much ended my night.

Sunday AKA Today

I woke up on a couch, neck & spine were totally destroyed for life.
It was like 7am, and only the girl who was sick was up so I moved over to where she was and cuddled next to her and we talked for a bit, then she moved and left me the rocking chair to sleep on.
I thought it’d be better than the couch, but nah, it wasn’t.
Terrible sleep.

Then at like 12pm everyone was gone except me ( o yea, some people slept over too)
So I just hung out with the girl and watched this movie called “Trust”

And then I helped clean up.

And yeah, then I went home.

Pretty eventful shit ya?

~Nass