one night i went to a bachelor party. my buddy and i (for some RETARDED reason) thought we'd need 18 beers each. so we bought two 18 packs and started our night around 5pm. by the time we go to the party i had about 7 beers left and i was actually feeling ok. i did my socialization thing and somehow ended up in a hottub with two buddies and a couple girls who were invited to the party for entertainments sake. the 100 degree water wasnt boding well with my 12 ingested beers, so i got out, i took both of my buddies clothes and tossed them into the pool and went back inside the house. i dont remember if i puked or not, but i wasnt in good shape so i left. at that point it must have been around 10:30 or 11 because i was intent on taking the skytrain home to downtown. before i could get down the block, i stumbled backwards and lost my balance, hitting my head on the sidewalk. it was so dark, that i couldnt see for sure if there was blood on my hands but i could feel wetness so i thought for sure i had. i sat there trying to recover with my head in my hands when i woman approached and asked if i was ok. i told her i was fine and she told me if i needed anything "come to the house right here". i had my head in my hands at this point, so i didnt know where she was pointing to. she left i stayed sitting there. i told myself that there was no way i was getting home, so i decided to crawl into someones shrubs and pass out. i layed there, and the eventually puking motivated me to get up and go home. i got up and SOMEHOW made my way to the train station. the last thing i remembered was walking behind a guy and getting on the train in the direction i was supposed to be going.
i woke up at 3am slouched over with a transit worker telling me that the train was done for the night. i was in surrey. i had passed out on the train, hit the end of the line, then gone backwards all the way to the other end, then back and over the bridge into surrey. an approximate 2 hour trip.
from there i took a $80 cab ride home and woke up the next morning to my buddies banging on my door wondering where i was and how their clothes got soaked.
