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11 Dec New Years Eve 2017

So this isn’t a rant so much as it is a hilarious story. (Mom if you’re reading this, don’t.) This story, is about my New Years Eve 2017 experience with my best friend Eleni. It was a Saturday night, and both of us were working so we were rushing to get ready and look as good as we possibly could. We’re getting ready at her place, taking pictures, drinking mindlessly, making sure we were drunk enough for the arrival to the party of which we pre bought $40 tickets to get into EFS nightclub that night. When our cab arrived to take us downtown, we didn’t feel like we had drank enough. So naturally, we took roadies (a drink for the road). Well let me tell you, we were more than drunk enough. We get out of the cab downtown with our drinks in hand and immediately we see a cool graffitied alleyway and decide to go take pictures in front of the walls. And oh by the way it was just the two of us that night, we didn’t invite anyone else 🤷🏻‍♀️. So we’re taking pictures in this random a** alleyway off of King St. West, and we ask a passerby to take pictures of us together. At this point, we were so drunk we didn’t even consider that idea that he might steal the phone. So anyways, he’s taking pictures of us for however long, and all of a sudden four policemen ride up on their bikes and ID’d all of us. They told us to leave the alleyway so we walked away to get in line for the club. By then, we had no idea what time it was but now we were in line for the club. Then my friend Eleni realizes she lost her ID which she literally just had in the alleyway, so we walk back and look for it, but have no luck in finding it. Now we’ve lost her ID but haven’t gone into the club yet and are therefore, stuck outside absolutely wasted at this point. The only thing we can think to do is call a cab and go home. The story gets hazy from this point on so I’m going to continue telling the story as I remember it. We’re in the cab heading home which first of all, I threw up in because he wouldn’t pull over when I asked him to, and second of all we never ended up paying the fare I’m not really sure why to be honest. When we got back to her house we totally forgot her parents had gone out for the night and we didn’t take keys! We ended up at the neighbours house, and eventually back in my friend’s bed for the night. The next morning we wake up, look at each other, and instantly start laughing about what had happened the night before. You’re probably thinking we were stupid and thats not funny and I mean, you’re not wrong, but it’s still funny. So we survived the night but I made more than a few calls which I didn’t remember in the slightest, two of which were to my mum and my sister.

Moral of the story:

  1. New Years is always bound to be a good time when you’re in good company.
  2. Never mix your alcohols.
  3. Don’t die.