March 27, 2004
Life is But a Dream
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Filed under: College, Dreams, Family & Friends, Funny
Too many things for one post. I’ll *try* to be brief. Most important thing is I found a song today that I’d heard as a child and been trying to track down ever since. Frankie Lane - Rawhide! Too exciting for words.
Last night I got really drunk for the first time in my life. It was umm interesting. My friend was making us French martinis…my first real hardcore alcohol experience. Well, I sipped the first one down…tasted like Robitussin I swear. Well, on number 2, my company decided to challenge each other to chug it. So yeah, neither of them could do it so I decided to try and I had no problems. I finished it right down. So yeah, maybe not my best move, but it didn’t bother me at all. So then my friend says here finish mine (basically full) and I just down it too and then he makes another one and I down it, too. So 4 French martini’s in less than a couple hours I’d say. I was good for about an hour. THEN sh-bang! I just wanted to sleep. I believe I blacked out in my sleep for like 5 seconds because when I woke up, I felt like I’d traveled thru time and missed a huge portion of my life and I just felt sick so umm trip to the bathroom. Yeah, not pretty. I’ll spare details, but it made me feel better.
So my thoughts on the drunken experience, umm really, I don’t think I’m any different. I may be a little less inhibited when I talk, but I’m still analyzing what i say to some extent. I’m still excited by small, trivial things…nothing new. I still have trouble walking. I run into walls on a daily basis without alcohol. The only main difference was that I felt incredibly sick to my stomach, which I can’t say was a positive change.
It was good for me to have this experience, but I regret it last night. I really didn’t have much fun at all. My company seemed to do fine without me though. Oh, one other thing was I seemed to just walk around with my eyes closed…the whole drunken experience was just like being in a dream. You know the dreams where you have your eyes closed the whole time and you either can’t or never think to open them…like that. And with my eyes closed, I felt this flying sensation where these forces were pulling at parts of my body. It was so odd. I had to force myself to open my eyes. but..it was when i closed my eyes that these feelings of forces made me feel like i was gonna get sick so…I kept them closed for that.
Once I was finally asleep, I had some weird dreams. At one point, I woke up and wondered around looking for my friends…found them asleep in my bed and I ended up dreaming about that. In my dream, my sober self looked at my drunken self and analyzed each other. Kinda interesting actually…the sober self was upset w/ the drunken self because it was their fault that sober Mindy didn’t have as much fun as she could have that night. Then…I dreamed about what happened the next morning when we all woke up. I yelled at the friends for sleeping in the same bed and kicked the girl out of my house…and the guy backed me up which makes no sense and I said something to the girl about “excuses and remember nick”...I have no clue.
The absolute strangest thing tho was that I woke up completely fine…no headache, nada. I was just starving. But yeah, I woke up at 9am and everyone else was still asleep…but I’ll be damned if I didn’t wake up with the desire to work. Had my friends not been asleep in my room, I would have gone straight to PHP and ASP work. I was craving work, but then reading a book sounded good, so I did that for an hour until they woke up instead. It was amazing…Overall, drinking a little bit can be fun but I must say no drunken night has beat a sober night for most fun.
And I think my friends are finally understanding my fascination with Howard. So many people just miss all the wonder behind so many things in this world. It’s sad.
Quick funny story for the day: My sis and I were walking in the mall and passed like a line of 8 couples of all ages…holding hands, hanging on each other, etc…I mean it was like a neverending line. Complete CHAOS! Once they ALL passed, I turned to Jenna and said, “Did you just feel really single?” hehe fun times. Though, I must admit I was a bit jealous.