Flash back.....May 21st... The party...

I noticed that I never posted anything of the party I kept writing about. So, a flashback is in order....dolulu dolulu dolulu *really hard to make sound effects in writing, think Garth and Wayne in Wayne's World and their flashback sound effects*

Of course, I spent the day preparing stuff for the party and I was a nervous wreck to actually get there. I arrived a little after 6 and of course I could look across the yard and see my exes house, his car setting in the driveway. Not good. I started drinking by 6:30. Now, don't think I was drinking because I was depressed or anything because that wasn't it. I was really uncomfortable and I needed to relax, that's why I was drinking. I am guessing that most people didn't really realize that it did bother me that much. It did. A lot of memories were just across the road. A lot of happy memories. It's hard to let it go when it's right across the road like that. That's why I have been living my life, totally avoiding his place and thinking like he never even existed. I don't need them happy memories. I don't want them happy memories.

Anyway, I continued to drink, we played some Volleyball and drank some more. I'm not quite sure when I was completely gone, but I believe it was before midnight. The last time I was that intoxicated was at the Athen's Halloween Block Party. My ex took me but he didn't want to spend time with me so he left me with my brother and his friends. OK, so yeah, that upset me a bit too and I got out of hand then too. It's funny how things can effect you even if you don't think they do.

Anyway, my friends took good care of me and brought me home. It was funny cause while I was passed out, I could hear what everyone was saying, I just couldn't get my body to react. I could here the guys from out of town saying how it was "too bad" I passed out cause I was "alot of fun until then." It was messed up and I have made a vow, I will never get that messed up again.

In my defense, the glass I was drinking out of was rather large. A good friend of mine brought it back from Vegas for me. It was a kick a$$ glass, but 4 drinks did me in... go figure....

OK, so that is the flashback... I am still alive so I didn't get alcohol poisoning or anything. I pulled thru like a trooper. I felt a little rough the next morning but I made it thru.