well last night was my first ntl christmas party.
The organisation was excellent, in a nice club, good music, free booze!
The night was absolutely ruined though as usual by me being a total fool.
I drank 8 double whiskey and coke, so was absolutely wasted. But something is funny, and Liam reports this as well, 8 double whiskey would usually get me royally fucked, but I’d still be mostly concious.
Whereas, last night after those the night is more than hazy, I simply don’t remember anything except for 2 or 3 points where I am to for a few seconds and then went again.
Somehow, I ended up in an area of Newport called Pill.
This is the Newport badlands, a really rough area.
It’s about a 20 minute walk from the club where the party was, and I don’t remember how I got there.
I remember being wasted in the club, and slightly remember leaving the club, I don’t know what time though, although I was told it was sometime between 11 and 1.
I don’t remember if I left alone or with anyone, but I’m pretty sure it was on my own, as I’m sure I’d remember with who or at least remember talking to them.
Well, the first time I came to I was impaled on a fence into a park, with one of the spikes going straight through my jeans and I was hanging upside down. I came to to lift myself off it and then I went again, I don’t remember anything then until I was walking around Pill trying to find my way out and back into town.
Seeing as I’ve never been to Pill in my life before, and I was absolutely wrecked, this was proving a pretty hard task, also given that somewhere along the way I had lost a shoe.
I really don’t know where it went, but it’s gone. I now only have one shoe.
Walking around with one shoe on, with the ground freezing, and wet too I think, wasn’t very pleasureable.
I think it may have gone when I was impaled on the fence, but I can’t be sure, and I honestly wouldn’t be able to find that park again to find it.
I do a lot of drinking, but I can honestly say that was the most drunk I’ve ever been in my entire life, I don’t want to be like it again.
When I did eventually find town (yes, I did!) I then had to find a way of getting home, also just to make things harder, my phone was gone. I didn’t have it.
I only had notes in my pocket too which made using a payphone rather hard.
I eventually realised that I could reverse charge call my parents to pick me up, which I did. Stood around for about 20 minutes and they came to get me.
When I did get into the car, I noticed that the time was 3:45. I’d been walking around for between 4 or 5 hours.
I was so embarassed, but so happy that it was over.
Thinking about it now, more things are coming back to me…
I do remember thinking that I was in Cardiff, on the road which is across the river from the Millennium Stadium, but that just confused me. I was in a dream world. Not funny.
I really didn’t have a good night, and have vowed not to drink now until new years eve.
Easily one of the worst nights of my life. Honestly.
I feel so stupid because anything could have happened to me, I’m very lucky.
Update: Did I also forget to mention that all my cards (debit card, ID etc.) were gone from my wallet, NTL security pass was gone too. Although I don’t recall being mugged, and the cards werent used either. I also had all money on me that I took out (didn’t spend a penny).
Oh yea, and I woke up at 10:45 when I was supposed to be in work at 10.
Walked in 2 hours late this morning, although my team manager was really good about it, gladly.