I hereby solemnly take a vow to abstain from the consumption of any form of alcohol for the next two and a half months (i.e. roughly the remainder of semester), if not for life.
this is what happened.
last night Henry and i decided to pregame at my place in preparation for the First Friday party i had promised him i would attend. this is the third time we've drunk in our dorms - the first and second times were with flavored vodka, hard lemonade and hard apple cider. so bearing the amount we consumed those two times in mind, we kind of neglected the fact that on our third time, we were drinking vodka straight (mixed with a little - and i mean little amount of Red Bull and lemonade).
let me just skip through this part really quickly because the mere thought of vodka or any kind of alcohol right now literally makes my chest heave and gives me the urge to projectile vomit (which is sad, because under normal circumstances i adore vodka....:c).
basically we played a dice version of Circle of Death. this was stupid because there were just two of us and only six sides of the dice so you basically had an 83% chance of drinking every single turn (and this was before Henry's ridiculous rules like "one shot every time you say the word 'okay'", "one shot every time you touch your hair", "one shot every time you put your hands in your lap", "one shot every time you laugh" came into play). anyway, in a grand total of two hours we had both cleaned off nearly an entire bottle of 40% vodka which might have been the equivalent of....i don't even know, a fuckload of standard drinks each.
i've always had a fear of throwing up and have therefore managed to keep from throwing up at all for the past eight years or so of my life. the first time i got serious alcohol poisoning (which, not so ironically considering the game mechanics, was also during a now infamous game of Circle of Death in Sydney) i had lumps on my hands when i woke up the next day, but i still managed to keep myself from throwing up. this time however? by the end of those two hours last night i was retching into a toilet bowl in the girls' room, i had to wake up in the middle of the night and retch into my trashcan again, and i only wished i could have retched the rest of that alcohol out of my system the whole of today. (i tried, many times, and only ended up hurting myself.)
(before i go on to the aftermath of my idiocy btw, this is me typing to Zay on Skype shortly after we got started drinking:
[10/2/09 8:59:26 PM] Lynn: baby were playing the dice equivalent of cicle of death im so high
[10/2/09 8:59:27 PM] Lynn: @-@
and this is me typing to him near the end:
[10/2/09 9:50:36 PM] Lynn: bbay uv= ne et ben so d6n i my hole lif
[10/2/09 9:59:08 PM] Lynn: bab im sron tun
[10/2/09 9:59:19 PM] Lynn: u8iv ebb beenwi drunk in mu lif]
[10/2/09 9:59:49 PM] Lynn: B3be abcll me
i don't even know what the fuck i was trying to say so don't even ask.)
so i woke up today with my contacts still in, wearing the same clothes as yesterday, my makeup smeared all over my face. pistachio nuts all over the damn floor and carpet, red bull all over my chest of drawers and makeup and hairbrush. junk everywhere. my physical state of being doesn't even need to be discussed.
it's 5.50pm now and i only remotely started feeling better about an hour ago - this was when i decided to walk outside into a just-rained on fresh wonderful cool Columbia evening, across Butler Library to Lerner, where i bought myself a large bowl of chicken noodle soup. ♥ i swear to god, the soup at Lerner is just the most amazing culinary discovery i have made on campus so far, period. it beats being able to buy bubble tea with my student ID and the prospect of having Starbucks a 3-minute walk away hands-down. i was actually sick since last weekend (yeah, so that's another reason i am a complete moron for drinking so much, when i hadn't even properly recovered yet) and was having Lerner soup almost every meal of every day the entire week. it speaks wonders that their soup has been the only thing i've been able to swallow all day without wanting to throw up, actually - i couldn't even eat fruit or drink water without wanting to puke. but i gobbled down their soup so feverishly and fast i kind of want to go buy another bowl now :3
oh, and thanks to my moronity i have the next 24 hours to write a lens essay on photojournalistic ethics, complete five pages of kanji and listening drills for Japanese, study for my Japanese exam on Tuesday, read Gilgamesh, and catch up on my International Politics readings which are basically more than all the readings i've ever had for ALL my other subjects combined times two. we have a test in two weeks and i'm beyond doomed. and i've actually dropped my bio anthro class just to focus on polisci, so this is less work than i usually have. :(
so as a result of all this, i am hereby declaring my body an alcohol-free zone from this day forward. i'm starting to feel kind of sick again (i think this is because of a) the computer screen and b) no more soup) and like, i am just so physically revulsed by the idea of alcohol right now. :/ it's gross and unnecessary. and don't doubt me disbelievers because after that first game of Circle of Death six months ago i swore off Baileys because just the thought of it or being in the same room as a bottle made me sick, and i haven't come near it or wanted to since.
this means my birthday (in less than a month's time, how does the year fly by so fast?! :O) will be alcohol-free. believe it.
i can't wait for winter break. singapore and zay is going to be amazing ♥
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