1. Rum is Satan's Liquor. I am not allowed to ever drink it again. EVER.
The first and last time I drank rum was when I was fifteen. I drank it with grape juice. I drank QUITE A LOT OF IT. By the time I got home, it came back up, and it was ALL bright purple. My mother (who had no idea what happened) was appalled. I have never been as sick as that in my entire life.
On Thursday, the night before graduation, I went to this party being held by a guy I knew. He made some ~punch~. He is straight-edge and therefore has no idea how to make it properly, aside from making it taste like there was no alcohol in it. I doubt it was diluted, and it had Bacardi, vodka, and a third liquor I forget.
I blacked out literally ten minutes after I finished a cup, and then went on to (according to everyone who told me they were amazed I was okay the next day at graduation) vomit all over myself and everything else, and was at one point rolling around on the ground in my own vomit. I also woke up next to a pile of bright pink quinoa I threw up in the night, luckily I sleep on my side! and a possibly pulled groin muscle and an enormous blue bruise on my arm that may or may not be a bite mark.
I was also drunk until 2pm the next day, the ceremony started at 1pm.
So, yeah. No more rum for me. I also blacked out in France because of rum! With decidedly less disastrous results, luckily.
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The first and last time I drank rum was when I was fifteen. I drank it with grape juice. I drank QUITE A LOT OF IT. By the time I got home, it came back up, and it was ALL bright purple. My mother (who had no idea what happened) was appalled. I have never been as sick as that in my entire life.
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I blacked out literally ten minutes after I finished a cup, and then went on to (according to everyone who told me they were amazed I was okay the next day at graduation) vomit all over myself and everything else, and was at one point rolling around on the ground in my own vomit. I also woke up next to a pile of bright pink quinoa I threw up in the night, luckily I sleep on my side! and a possibly pulled groin muscle and an enormous blue bruise on my arm that may or may not be a bite mark.
I was also drunk until 2pm the next day, the ceremony started at 1pm.
So, yeah. No more rum for me. I also blacked out in France because of rum! With decidedly less disastrous results, luckily.
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Gratz on everything to date, hun. ...except the rum. ^^
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