a halloween party that went horribly wrong 10/31/23

alright, so I'm just gonna start this off by saying I never want to touch another alcohol bottle again. I think I'm overreacting but holy shit my night turned out so bad. okay, so me and my two other friends were getting ready to go to a party. my costume was an angel, which meant I had to fit in this tight ass corset. I made the dumb decision to not eat anything all day, just so I could look good in my costume. I know this sounds horrible and looking back at it (this was literally two days ago) I very much regret it. so everything's good, I fit good in my costume and I feel fine. we were about to go to another friends house to pregame and the funny thing is we were already pregaming at my house. (so basically we were pregaming before the pregame lmao). still at my house, I'm already a monaco in, mixed with some of my dads whiskey. (that shit was so disgusting but one shot gets you drunk already). we finally leave to go to the pregame and I'm stumbling all over acting pretty crazy but that didn't stop me! I don't even know how my mom didn't notice anything about me... anyways, we got to the pregame and as soon as I walked in, I'm already taking malibu shots and chasing it down with another monaco. the pregame goes on, we take pictures, go back to taking shots, talk to some people, take more shots and so on. at this point I already lost track of how many shots I took, but I think it was around 8 or 9. we finally leave and honestly, I'm not horrible. like I'm just giggling with my friends, having a good time like a normal kinda drunk person would be doing. we get to the party with a monaco still in my hand and I'm walking in fine! then I get offered some more drinks, I drink most of those, my friend sees how I am at this point and grabs my drink out of my hand and throws it. next thing I know, I'm on the other side of the backyard hopping around, falling everywhere, (I fell in the bushes like twice) while these two random men I've never seen in my life start following me everywhere to make sure i was good. thank god for them, I remember they helped me get out of the bushes those two times I fell in them. after all that happened, someone brings me to a chair and tells me to sit down and I think I remember yelling at them saying "no" or something. then, this random boy sits next to me and i think I'm like genuinely all over this dude (hopefully not puking on him). now that I'm trying to think about what happened, I'm pretty sure I started throwing up pretty bad outside, so I was brought inside of the house to the girl that was throwing the party. at this point, I'm reallyyyy fucked up. I just remember a group of people screaming at me, slapping my face, trying to keep my head up and me just puking straight up alcohol. and then I finally black out completely. I'm at the point of my story where I'm gonna shit talk on my friends a little bit. the whole time I was outside, literally all over that random boy, not knowing what I was doing at all. my friends were seeing all of this and not caring at all. like if one of my friends were in that situation I would be worried as fuck, making sure that random boy they were with wasn't a rapist or anything. so back to where I'm on the couch inside. two hours pass by and my friends want to leave. this is were they finally start fucking worrying about me. they don't know where I'm at, so they start calling everyone asking where I could be. then they find out im in the house where I'm passed out on the couch with two different random ass boys sitting by each side of me.

okay, I made this story wayyy too long I was just bored so I put this in a lot of detail. but long story short, i got home, THREW UP ON MY FUCKING DAD SOMEHOW, my mom started telling my friends how she thinks I have an eating disorder... and I just went to bed still drunk as hell. my lessons learned from this night is that I think my friends aren't real friends, and are low-key bitches. what if I was sexually assaulted or something  because no one was there to watch over me.

disclaimer, I never get this drunk when I go out to parties. that was just a really bad night for me, and just a really dumb decision to make by not eating anything at all that whole day.