Teenage PartiesAh, the heady days when catering consisted of a crate of lager and some vodka illicitly extracted by whoever looked oldest, decoration consisted of removing any breakable furniture and the morning after was just the morning and not the rest of the week.
Tell us who you snogged, where you threw up and who just would not leave.
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chthonic, Thu 13 Apr 2006, 10:20)
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How Not To Celebrate Your BirthdayOne year I was having people around, with the parent's permission, and I managed to mix medication and alcohol. Bad. Very, very bad.
I went to bed. Left everyone to amuse themselves. I had no choice in the matter, I don't remember doing it.
I do remember trying to give my cousin a cheery smile while I was retching into a bowl. Very pretty.
Then someone's friend came in and made me share her joint. Extra bad. Astonishingly worse than just the medication and alcohol mix.
This is when I became unconscious. With my parents in the next room completely oblivious. We're like that in my family.
My friends all came in and stood around pretending to hold the bucket for me while I hopefully puked. And made me hold flowers in the 'death' pose.
I know about it because they showed me the photos later. That they took on my camera. Using my film. And paid for with my money.
I felt like such a lucky girl.
(, Tue 18 Apr 2006, 12:47, Reply)
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