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The Day After Getting Drunk Essay

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The Day After

I’ll never forget that night, wait I don’t even remember that night! All I remember was getting to the point where there was no way I could even think of driving. Some designated driver I was, luckily my friend didn’t drink much that Saturday night or it would have been the taxi for us. That might not have been such a bad thing, but what would I have written about if that had happened? The night ended very late, with enough liquor and beer in my stomach to get five people trashed.

This is where the day after began. I woke up to my phones alarm going off at 8:30 a.m., all I remember was “I’d give you a ring and I promise you things I’d always thought we’d do”

I was dreaming about something and my “Best of Intentions” …show more content…

The water coming out of the faucet felt like sledge hammers pounding my skull. I turned off the water, took a step to get out of the shower and went face first onto the floor. Not the most pleasant feeling when your head is pounding already. I got up and put on the same clothes from the night before, stumbling and hoping all over the room. I guess I fell quite a bit the night before too, because I had some mud on the side of my jeans. I went down stairs and turned on the T.V., then called my mom. She was already waiting for me. A few seconds later my friend Rhian came stumbling down the stairs as well and flopped on the couch. I told him I would be back in a little bit, and then I was off to pick up my mom from the truck stop.

My mom drives 18-wheelers for a living; she had called me the day before to tell me that she was going to be in town and that she wanted to hang out. So when I got to her truck she came out and gave me a big hug. It sounded like she was screaming at me, but it was just my hang over. I told her about my long night; or at least what I remembered which wasn’t much. Even if I hadn’t told her she would have figured it out with the 20 miniature limes all over the cab of my truck, and two of the three empty tequila bottles just lying in my back seat. She just laughed at me and asked me if I wanted her to get me another bottle of tequila. My mom’s cool she

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