takERisks
Eat the bat kill the west
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I man after the buzz is gone you just feel 10x worse. I notice Mr Elliot had this
Some of the shit I say/do when I drink too much leads me to have cringe attacks the next day. The worst is when other people tell you things you said/did that you don't remember saying/doing, and you feel ashamed to the core, even if they aren't that bad.
It's over.
Weed is better. Too bad I'll have to find a way to cope witjout it today.
Same, quit after my first hangover and been smoking weed sinceWeed is love. Weed is life. I hate getting drunk and the taste of alcohol. I have quit drinking.
One time, I met up with a bunch of friends from the first high school I went to (I had gone to that school district for a number of years but hadn't seen them in roughly 10 years or so, save for a handful of people). It was my friend's housewarming party in the city.
Same, quit after my first hangover and been smoking weed since
It was an acquired taste for me, but since I stopped, I can't stand the taste again. I can't go a day without getting high, inhaling that smoke is like inhaling actual lifefuelI fucking hate hangovers. And alcohol tastes like fucking shit. I have been smoking weed for years now. Never grow tired of it. Weed is like sex for the mind. If it was not for weed i would rope myself long time ago
fuck, that's pretty bad. Did you ever find out what you said?One time, I met up with a bunch of friends from the first high school I went to (I had gone to that school district for a number of years but hadn't seen them in roughly 10 years or so, save for a handful of people). It was my friend's housewarming party in the city.
When I got there, one of the kids I went to school with brought with him like 3 girls, and then when him and I talked he found out I was in an associated field to the field that one of those girls studies in. So, being a Good Guy Chadlite who obviously had no problems getting pussy because he rolls 3 deep to a casual get-together, decided he was going to set me up with her, 7/10 redhead. He wasn't particularly subtle about it, just brought her to where I was drinking and told her she should talk to me because I work in a field she might be interested in and then promptly left.
I was already 3-4 drinks in so the liquid courage was starting to take hold of me and I carried a decent conversation. She didn't seem particularly into me or whatever but she did seem interested in the conversation, which eventually changed to what she studies, what I studied, what she is interested in, what I am interested in, etc., basically casual normie talk. All good. However, trying to keep my normie facade up and running, I was drinking mixed drink after mixed drink. After like 15 minutes of this we more or less join the rest of the party to play drinking games and such, so I was drinking even more. Most of the other guests are like 5 drinks in, max, but me and a few others are at 10+, in a relatively short timeframe. This is around the time when liquid courage starts turning into dumbass juice for me. Around this time GGC comes up to me and casually asks "Hey, so how do you like 7/10 redhead?" as if I have options or some shit lmao, but just further making it clear that he is trying to set me up with her.
Then the Housewarming Host decides it's a good idea to go to a rowdy Hispanic bar and go play pool and eat tacos n' shit. So, we head on over there, but half the party stayed at the house, so it's just the 6 of us - GGC, his girl, HH, girl he is into, 7/10 redhead, and me. We get to the bar and we manage to set up a doubles game. Her and I sit out the first game and I drink like 2-3 more drinks in the next 15 minutes. When it comes to be our turn to play, the girl that GGC was playing with said she doesn't want to play anymore, and Some Old Mexican Guy said he wanted to play, so I decided in my drunken idiot stupor to volunteer to be the old Mexican guy's partner while 7/10 redhead joined GGC's team. As we're playing, I am talking to SOMG and trying to practice my Spanish because I speak some but not at a fantastic level, and also because I'm a drunk idiot. At some point, he says in Spanish, "She's pretty good," referring to how 7/10 redhead plays pool.* I said (or thought I said) "She's alright, but GGC is who I'm worried about" as it becomes GGC's turn.
Out of nowhere, 7/10 girl says in Spanish "I heard what you said, and I speak fluent Spanish, asshole," or something to that nature. I am dumbfounded because I am like "Wtf? All I said was that I think GGC is scarier on the pool table," and she says "that's not what you said, dick." So she grabs GGC and her friends and the three of them leave to the apartment, while me and HH are walking like half a block behind them and I am trying to figure out WTF I did. I ask him and he says he didn't hear anything so he doesn't know.
So I am drunk af wracking my brain as to what I could have possibly mistakenly said that made her detest me so badly and I couldn't figure it out. When we get to the apartment, party has died down some, but there are still some people there. As we walk in we see GGC and the three girls putting on their jackets ready to bounce. I awkwardly come up to 7/10 redhead and say "I'm sorry for whatever I said, it must have come out wrong, I didn't mean any offense" and she just basically brushes me off with some offhand comment like "yea sure whatever" and meanwhile GGC is looking at me like I'm a vile piece of shit. When they leave the rest of the party starts filing out too.
I was going to crash at HH's apartment that night because I traveled pretty far to get there, I am just chugging drinks to cope with my absolute failure as a social creature, and one other guy is there who also was crashing on the couch. We end up doing a ton of blow and while at first this kinda made me feel better about the situation because I realized I'd never see her or GGC again after this, I ended up doing too much and ranting about some dumb shit and committing retroactively apparent social faux pas with the guy who is basically feeding me coke and feeling bad for me until he got tired of my shit too and said he was going to sleep (even though he was coked up and clearly couldn't sleep and he wasn't exactly subtle either).
At that point I decided to just burn all bridges, I grabbed all my shit, walked like 3+ miles to the train station in the bitter cold, sat on the floor drinking overpriced beers waiting for the first train back home to arrive for over an hour, drank on the train, walked another mile to my house from the train station then drank about 250 ml of vodka straight to knock myself out and passed out in my shitty room in my shitty 6 person house.
TL;DR: When I drink I go full circle from socially retarded to more-or-less normal to even more socially retarded as I drink more and more, and finding that golden level of drunk has been a torturous game of trial and error where when I lose I either have a shit time dealing with my anxiety or I somehow make an ass out of myself and end up having to burn bridges.
EDIT: This was about 3 years ago and I still am reminded by this occasionally and other memories like this and cringe, if in private I do it visibly and audibly, just fuck my shit up fam.
No. Out of all the people that were there, I've only met with housewarming guy 2-3 times since then with other mutual friends and I am sure as fuck not bringing it up. I basically burned all bridges that day.fuck, that's pretty bad. Did you ever find out what you said?
Classic, been there.Got kicked out of a club for fighting.
Had similar, minus the video, definitely not as bad as yours, suicidefuel.Went to a rave during the summer. I was already drunk/high before we got in so I was acting really stupid and hyper. I yelled at my friends to hurry up and started running toward the entrance. Somehow I tripped and rolled down the hill in front of everyone. They caught that one on video
Ok this one is bad LOL. I had a situation where I was with my relatively fat friend at a rock concert and his girlfriend brought another girl, and when he put his girl on his shoulders, I offered it to the other girl and she looked me up and down and said she wouldn't feel safe (I was 5'11'' 150 lbs, somewhere close to the best shape of my life), she was like 90 lbs. That one fucked me up for the rest of the night and beyond.A girl asked to sit on my shoulders at another festival. Lost my balance after a few minutes, dropped her and faceplanted.
Lmao.Randomly started moaning on the train after I tried molly for the first time.
LOL.Friend introduced me to some white girl at a party. She said her name was Chanel. I responded "WAIT YOU'RE NOT BLACK RIGHT."
Ya. I broke a glass at my favorite bar. Bartender was like "Blickpall go home, you're too drunk! Hahaha." It was only like my second or third drink. I ended up autisticly insisting that I'd clean it up when they brought out the broom and dustpan. Turned a lighthearted situation that probably happens daily into a spectacle for no reason. Eats me up inside because on top of everything I was practically dead sober during this, so this is my normal brain function in social environments.Dropped my drink in front of everyone a few times. I know it's not a big deal but I always feel like dying when that happens.
LOL.Accidentally ordered the same meal twice at a pub. My friend payed for one of them to save me from the awkwardness when both waitresses showed up at our table.
I fucking hate hangovers. And alcohol tastes like fucking shit. I have been smoking weed for years now. Never grow tired of it. Weed is like sex for the mind. If it was not for weed i would rope myself long time ago. I will continue to smoke until i stop breathing
The key is to never stop drinking