Toga, toga, toga!

So, last week my university held a Toga Night at the Uni Club for Orientation Week. Normally I don't drink much or go out at all but 'fuck it' I thought 'let's paint this town red!'

I was invited to a pre-drinking session at a college room of a person who was friends with a work mate of mine. 'Awesome, should be fun!' I thought. I wrong, so very very wrong! So, with the remainder of a bottle of absinthe, a bed sheet for my toga, and an 8 pack of beer in hand, I set off to the college (to which my housemate kindly drove me to).

Eventually, I found my way into the college room only to enter a room in which I only knew one person. Anxiousness quickly passed, however, once I started consuming some alcohol..lots and lots of alcohol!

By the end of the pre-toga-drinking party session in the college room I consumed roughly 5 shots of absinthe, 5 beers and two shots of rum and coke. I was maggoted !

For some reason I decided to leave Uni and go back home before actually attending the Toga Party so, apparently, I said to my mate "Hey man, can I borrow your phone I'm gonna get a lift back home?" to which he replied "Yeah, sure thing. Where's yours though?"..I don't know what happened next.

Enter fuzzy scene one: I recall asking Uni officials if they could drive me back home but they said they didn't drive that far so, instead, they showed me a path to get back home (I live about 10 mins drive away).

Fuzzy scene two: I'm running around like an idiot jumping over fences and just going absolutely everywhere! I'm going absolutely commando style around everywhere, hiding from street lights and doing God knows what!

Fuzzy scene three: I jump over another fence and find myself in someone's back yard. So what do I do? I open their back door! Once inside I drunkenly walk down a hall and open a door in which someone was in! I quickly spurt out a "Oh, I'm sorry" so which she replies "Oh, that's ok". What the fuck?! You don't know me, I walk into your house AND your room and you say it's ok?! I quietly close the door and open another door in which I received a welcoming "What the fuck?!" from some bloke. I quickly close the door again and open a third and final door in which there was a bed and nothing else. On the bed were some planks of wood so I took them off, laid on the bed and went to sleep!

The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and thinking "FUCK, I gotta get out of here!". I put the planks of wood back on the bed, open the door, got out the back door and jumped over the fence. I suddenly found myself lost

Walking around aimlessly I eventually found a roundabout that looked fairly important so I followed that down to some shops I recognized. The local supermarket that was there stated that it didn't open till 6:30 am so I quickly checked my phone to see what the time was except I didn't have my phone on me! At least I knew that the time was earlier than 6:30 though it couldn't have been much later than 6:00 due to how bright it was (and for those who were wondering, my mate told me later on that I left the party at 10:00 pm...but God knows how long I was walking around for!).

I walked back to the university which took me a good 30 mins, got some money out of the ATM there, called up a taxi from a payphone in the Uni and went back home. The first thing I did was check on my guinea pigs (their names are Hudson and Emery) then I took a shower. Inside the shower I took a look at the damage from the night before. I managed to not only leave horrible scrapes and cuts on my hands and stomach (from jumping fences) but when I checked my feet I noticed that I lost two toenails! I told my housemate who immediately Dettoled my toes and hands, called up my mum, and told her I was gonna stay with her for a few days.

I told mum I was staying over because I had a few days off work and Uni hadn't started yet, but to be honest I went to lay low. I didn't want anyone to recognize me for the night before.

I got back home a few days ago and had a good time hanging out with the family (I seldom ever see them) and I haven't had a drop of alcohol since then. But it's only a matter of time.