Saturday was a boring day at work, extremely slow day, Ms. Nisha and Ms. Gina text me let me know they were passing by the area and would stop in and say hello. We were covered just fine so I decided to bail with them and indulge in some much needed retail therapy especially since something was happening and I was an absolute wreck! SO LET'S GO!. We conversed, giggled and hit a couple of places and I settled on a tank top from a little local shop, SUPER KAWAII!. We decided to go to Anisshas for dinner and I got the best news, that I was no longer the forbidden cupcake! so now it was really time to celebrate!. We dug on some pizza and spaghetti and I showed them my photography, we watched a couple of movies, I got my hair done and a massage WHAT A DAY!. We game planned and decided to meet up at my apartment for some pre-club beers and conversation, and bathroom photo sessions (the best!). We make our way to the club get some drinks and decide to hit the floor, we dance for a few and decide to get another drink Anisshas friend Chris gets me a Long Island (now aptly named the drink of doom!) I finish my drink of doom and drink some of Chris' I remember going back to the dance floor and getting a text message from the love and reading it after that everything goes black, I come to and I'm sitting on a toilet going pee and wondering how the fuck I got there in the first place, I make my way out and as soon as I walk through the door back to the dance floor everything goes black again, I come to and realize my eyes are closed and my feet are moving I open my eyes and realize I'm on the dance floor! and again wonder how in the hell did I get there, was I sleep dancing!? There is a girl in front of me who I'm dancing with and she's having the time of her life her hands are in the air and she keeps squealing with utter joy! and I realize I lost my phone! and I black out again! next thing I know my arm is being grabbed and its Edd-E telling me let's go (apparently I was lost among the crowd the entire night!) I remember just stopping with whomever I was dancing with and just walking and then all of a sudden I was sitting in the car. We leave and according to the friends we stopped over 6 times for me to throw up my guts. I remember getting home throwing up some more and that's it, I wake up around 8am still drunk wondering where my phone is, wondering where the hell I was in the crowd all night, and most of all WHAT THE HELL WAS IN THAT DRINK!?!?!?
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