Worst NYE ever in hopes of more responses....
I have so many to choose from.
When I was 17 I went to a house party. I had been working all day and didn't have a chance to eat. When I got there everyone was drinking witches brew (basically a huge outdoor sized bin filled with wine and hard liquor mixed with tons of fruit). I was hungry so I was eating cups of the fruit. Just before midnight my then boyfriend and two friends wanted to go to another party. I drove (stupid I know and I will never do it again) and half way there we hit some black ice. I was in my sister's Geo Storm (tiny little 2 door car) and ran into six trees, breaking the axle and making the back seat in the front. Totalled the car. My door was the only one that semi opened and I got out and started screaming, crying and running. I thought I killed my friends. I don't really remember looking at them but just figuring they were dead.
Turns out no one was hurt. They were all so drunk that they didn't tense up and came out fine. I was the only one hurt with a huge bruise across my chest from hitting the steering wheel. They still laugh about it because when I was running and crying I slid on the icy road and fell into a huge snow bank head first. Apparently it was funny when drunk and happy to be alive. We walked to the next party and ditched the car. In the morning I said I slid on the ice after hitting the brakes to miss hitting a deer. I was fucking lucky but that night sucked with all the dread and guilt. My family still thinks it was because of the deer. I should show them this thread.
Other highlights include:
Getting puked on and then kicked out of a pub in Chicago.
Almost getting into a fist fight in a park in Connecticut and sitting in the back of a police car. I was let go because it wasn't my fault.
Stuck in a NYC bar, which cost 150 dollars to get into with a bunch of ex frat boys thinking they were God. One guy trapped me in a corner and told me in about 100 different ways that I was fat. "You would be hot if you lost some weight" "You have a nice smile, you should smile more to distract from your body" Thanks, dude. Advice heeded.
In Minneapolis after a 15 hour drive to get there, a few drinks and off to bed. Then for my boyfriend at the time to wake up early (and leave me at his brother's place) to pick up his ex from the airport and take her to lunch.
I could go on and on. Stupid holiday with ridiculous exceptions of fun.
I have so many to choose from.
When I was 17 I went to a house party. I had been working all day and didn't have a chance to eat. When I got there everyone was drinking witches brew (basically a huge outdoor sized bin filled with wine and hard liquor mixed with tons of fruit). I was hungry so I was eating cups of the fruit. Just before midnight my then boyfriend and two friends wanted to go to another party. I drove (stupid I know and I will never do it again) and half way there we hit some black ice. I was in my sister's Geo Storm (tiny little 2 door car) and ran into six trees, breaking the axle and making the back seat in the front. Totalled the car. My door was the only one that semi opened and I got out and started screaming, crying and running. I thought I killed my friends. I don't really remember looking at them but just figuring they were dead.
Turns out no one was hurt. They were all so drunk that they didn't tense up and came out fine. I was the only one hurt with a huge bruise across my chest from hitting the steering wheel. They still laugh about it because when I was running and crying I slid on the icy road and fell into a huge snow bank head first. Apparently it was funny when drunk and happy to be alive. We walked to the next party and ditched the car. In the morning I said I slid on the ice after hitting the brakes to miss hitting a deer. I was fucking lucky but that night sucked with all the dread and guilt. My family still thinks it was because of the deer. I should show them this thread.
Other highlights include:
Getting puked on and then kicked out of a pub in Chicago.
Almost getting into a fist fight in a park in Connecticut and sitting in the back of a police car. I was let go because it wasn't my fault.
Stuck in a NYC bar, which cost 150 dollars to get into with a bunch of ex frat boys thinking they were God. One guy trapped me in a corner and told me in about 100 different ways that I was fat. "You would be hot if you lost some weight" "You have a nice smile, you should smile more to distract from your body" Thanks, dude. Advice heeded.
In Minneapolis after a 15 hour drive to get there, a few drinks and off to bed. Then for my boyfriend at the time to wake up early (and leave me at his brother's place) to pick up his ex from the airport and take her to lunch.
I could go on and on. Stupid holiday with ridiculous exceptions of fun.
t if you lost some weight" "You have a nice smile, you should smile more to distract from your body" Thanks, dude. Advice heeded. 
