It was the best of times, It was the worst of times
This is a story about the craziest night(s) of my life:
First of all i want to say sorry for all my close friends that know this story but still, its worth hearing again and mentioning to others that are hearing this for the first time. This is the point when i knew...i was awesome at college.
This is a true story and is told exactly as i remember it or howerver others have told me it went.
It all started out like most thursday nights at the liqour store. Even though i was only 18 at the time i was lucky to have a 21 year old roomate who bought for me like it was his job. I told him get me something that will get me drunk. He came out with a bottle of cuervo. The night was looking promising till i got back to the dorm room and found all my other roomates studying and watching tv and with no desire to party which for them was basically the reason they went to college. How could this be. I was determined to get drunk...with or without them. So i started just taking shots of cuervo and put in goodwill hunting. 8 shots later goodwill hunting is done. Feeling pretty buzzed. Hit rewind. Lets do it again. 2nd time around do about another 6-8 shots. Drunk. Everyone sleeping, dorm is quiet. Hit rewind, watched the movie for the 3rd time in a row. Bottle is almost gone. Wasted. Almost cry when matt damon hugs robin williams. Everyone still asleep. So i finally finish the bottle and i am about to start to watch it for a forth time. Instead i just decide to go wake my friend Barry up. It is 7 AM. i slam open his room door to find him putting on his coat to come get me. Why is this. Aparently today is the day that our class is going on a field trip to Montreal to visit Upscale hotels and practice our networking skills, then eat at a 5 star restaurant, then wrap the trip up with a visit to the casino followed by having a drink with the whole class in a bar. Stunned and unbelievably drunk my friend basically changes me into dress clothes. I want to puke on him. Next thing i remember i am in a small white van. Everyone is looking at me, they talk to me. I can't talk. Barry has become my interpreteur and hero. I pass out. Next thing i know i am in a foreign country. Then suddenly we are all shaking hands with a gereral manager of a prestigeous hotel. He smiles at everyone then looks at me like he hates me. My face doesn't back down. I ask a dumb question and everyone laughs at me. We leave. Then i am suddenly sitting down at a 5 star restaurant. You all may think you have been to a 5 star restaurant before....you haven't. There are few in the country/world to earn 5 stars. I am still so wrecked. I start drinking like 8 glasses of water. I eat stuff but can no longer taste. Then our professor has a treat for us. We are to taste test fine wines. We taste about 5 or so wines. When i am done i notice everyone had spit their wine out like you are supposed to. I missed that instruction. Girls are now giggling at me. Barry looks worried for my health. I am smiling. We then get our entrees. It is some meat. I eat it, there is a chance it was an ostrich. I get back in the van. Everyone is just waiting for me to die. We arrive at the casino. I need coaxing to get out of the van. We get a tour so that means more walking. Everyone is staring at me. I know its my lucky day. After several failed attempts i order a bud light. I put 5 dollars in a slot machine. I then forget that i did this and walk away. Then i am back in the van. We head downtown to Peel's Pub. To everyones horror i order a pitcher of long island iced tea.....for myself. It tastes really watered down. I drink it all. People cheer when i finish it. i then buy my teachers drinks. We are back on the van. I tell border patrol that i am fine. They did not ask how i was doing. I pass out again. I am back at champlain college. Barry walks me up the hill to the dorm. He puts me to bed. I tell him that i love him. I sleep for nearly 2 days. When i wake up my voice-mailbox is full. I am now a legend.
First of all i want to say sorry for all my close friends that know this story but still, its worth hearing again and mentioning to others that are hearing this for the first time. This is the point when i knew...i was awesome at college.
This is a true story and is told exactly as i remember it or howerver others have told me it went.
It all started out like most thursday nights at the liqour store. Even though i was only 18 at the time i was lucky to have a 21 year old roomate who bought for me like it was his job. I told him get me something that will get me drunk. He came out with a bottle of cuervo. The night was looking promising till i got back to the dorm room and found all my other roomates studying and watching tv and with no desire to party which for them was basically the reason they went to college. How could this be. I was determined to get drunk...with or without them. So i started just taking shots of cuervo and put in goodwill hunting. 8 shots later goodwill hunting is done. Feeling pretty buzzed. Hit rewind. Lets do it again. 2nd time around do about another 6-8 shots. Drunk. Everyone sleeping, dorm is quiet. Hit rewind, watched the movie for the 3rd time in a row. Bottle is almost gone. Wasted. Almost cry when matt damon hugs robin williams. Everyone still asleep. So i finally finish the bottle and i am about to start to watch it for a forth time. Instead i just decide to go wake my friend Barry up. It is 7 AM. i slam open his room door to find him putting on his coat to come get me. Why is this. Aparently today is the day that our class is going on a field trip to Montreal to visit Upscale hotels and practice our networking skills, then eat at a 5 star restaurant, then wrap the trip up with a visit to the casino followed by having a drink with the whole class in a bar. Stunned and unbelievably drunk my friend basically changes me into dress clothes. I want to puke on him. Next thing i remember i am in a small white van. Everyone is looking at me, they talk to me. I can't talk. Barry has become my interpreteur and hero. I pass out. Next thing i know i am in a foreign country. Then suddenly we are all shaking hands with a gereral manager of a prestigeous hotel. He smiles at everyone then looks at me like he hates me. My face doesn't back down. I ask a dumb question and everyone laughs at me. We leave. Then i am suddenly sitting down at a 5 star restaurant. You all may think you have been to a 5 star restaurant before....you haven't. There are few in the country/world to earn 5 stars. I am still so wrecked. I start drinking like 8 glasses of water. I eat stuff but can no longer taste. Then our professor has a treat for us. We are to taste test fine wines. We taste about 5 or so wines. When i am done i notice everyone had spit their wine out like you are supposed to. I missed that instruction. Girls are now giggling at me. Barry looks worried for my health. I am smiling. We then get our entrees. It is some meat. I eat it, there is a chance it was an ostrich. I get back in the van. Everyone is just waiting for me to die. We arrive at the casino. I need coaxing to get out of the van. We get a tour so that means more walking. Everyone is staring at me. I know its my lucky day. After several failed attempts i order a bud light. I put 5 dollars in a slot machine. I then forget that i did this and walk away. Then i am back in the van. We head downtown to Peel's Pub. To everyones horror i order a pitcher of long island iced tea.....for myself. It tastes really watered down. I drink it all. People cheer when i finish it. i then buy my teachers drinks. We are back on the van. I tell border patrol that i am fine. They did not ask how i was doing. I pass out again. I am back at champlain college. Barry walks me up the hill to the dorm. He puts me to bed. I tell him that i love him. I sleep for nearly 2 days. When i wake up my voice-mailbox is full. I am now a legend.
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