Black out DRUNK. EMBARRASSMENT

If you didn't black out, you didn't really have a 21st birthday. Mine was epic, and ended with pics of me passed out on the toilet. Didn't remember anything, but I know it was a hell of a night.

sounds like an awesome night. for my 21st i remember getting to the bar, having a few shots, and then it goes black until about 2am where i was wrestling with my friend in a mud puddle. i picked her up and body slammed her into the puddle, she got up and tackled me to the ground, shoved my head in the puddle and yelled "your heads in a puddle and you like it!"

some how i got home and into bed. woke up the next morning in all my muddy clothes,. epic.

don't make a habit of drinking THAT much but everyone does it once or twice. The only thing i'd suggest is maybe not return to that particular club anytime soon, go to the 'other' place lol.

ok now for my blackout drunk story: my fiance and i drove from our home to washington state to see NIN at the Sasquatch festival. 17 hour drive, that included going over international border, getting a speeding ticket, and nearly running out of gas in some backwood smallville-looking place. Longest day, ever. Didn't help we'd brought along a friend to help offset costs who slept in the back the whole time while he phone was constantly ringing like 2 inches from her ear. That phone nearly got thrown out of the car. Anyhow, once we had FINALLY GOT THERE and got camp set up we sat back and both started drinking MGD like water. We get tipsy and start wandering around the rows and rows of campsites. we wound up drinking with a dude in a Sasquatch outfit named habib or something, and started on the hard liquor. One of the last things i remember is the girl we'd brought to the music festival saying how she wouldn't come back to the campsite that night cause there were two boys into her. and when she pointed them out it was two boys kissing in a truck. I laughed. Then i woke up the next morning and literally crawled out of the tent and laid in the sun sucking back water trying to remember what had happened. the inside of the tent had the remains of an unknown amount of broken condoms (they'd got hot in the car and all broke) and our friend snoring in her sleeping bag alone. I was missing my camera. I found it on the tailgate of where the boys were making out the night before. Over the next week my fiance and i have been able to piece together that we had clove cigarettes with the campsite next to us where i hugged this girl a lot and we were talking about how awesome our generation could be if we came together with love and awesomeness. we never really did get it going once we got back to the tent, all the condoms were overheated and faulty, but we were loud, very loud, and totally forgot that we had a 3rd person in the tent (she claimed to sleep through it). I woke up curled around my fiance's ankles like a cat in the morning wearing nothing but a sarong i bought in hawaii. What a way to start off a music festival!!

edited to add: i would've been more self-conscious if we weren't at a 3 day music festival in another country. Lots of strange things happened there. One morning we found a guy passed out on an air mattress with a pineapple, a bottle of aspirin and a bottle of water 40 feet from the porta potties.

Sad thing is apparently some of the craziest moments of my life have been in the drunk to blacked out state. This includes things from awesome concerts to crazy nights in Korea. Some years ago, I finally hooked up with a crush I've had for years but in a blacked out state. Unfortunately, I do not remember it and it was a one time deal so I have yet to be able to relive one of the few things I wish I had been completely conscious for.

I swear I'd give up alcohol if I didn't have such a great relationship with it. :P

Well, except tequila. Tequila always gets me into trouble.

Be graciously embarrassed, apologize to those whose nights you circumvented because they were obligated to care for you.

and then laugh your *kitten* off and consider it exactly what it is: kind of a rite of passage into adulthood.

Oh God, I've had a couple of those and so have my friends....laugh about it and move on. I'm turning 40 next year and going to vegas for it, enough said.

Happy 21st sweetie!

Personally, if it were me, I'd wait until they posted the Youtube videos or photos on Facebook before I was embarrassed. At least you can say you partied like a rock star on your 21st - consider the fact you survived your wild night as a kind of rite of passage...

Every weekend :-) at parties with my friends the standard conversation is "Emma Stories" when gossip runs dry hahaha

Dont worry, just laugh along and they'll get bored, if you get embarrased or look like you're bothered they'll find it funnier - TRUST ME!! hahaha

Oh and Happy 21st! :drinker:

If you didn't black out, you didn't really have a 21st birthday. Mine was epic, and ended with pics of me passed out on the toilet. Didn't remember anything, but I know it was a hell of a night.

was this just the other nite? i recall you saying you couldn't remember.... :drinker:

enjoy and be proud, you're a long time dead or in a 6x6 office cubical. if you don't live it up now, when are you ever going to get the chance again. I've so many tales to tell if only I could remember them.