...but he's beyond drunk.
 

My really good friend had a party today.

Normally, that would be a good thing. Parties mean seeing friends that care about you, spending time with them, eating, drinking, cake, etc. It means fun. I am stating to loath how people have this fucked-up expectations of what a 21st birthday party should be like. I'm fine with people getting drunk. I am not fine with people getting to a point where they are beyond drunk; where they cannot remember where they are, who their friends are, etc.

My friend drank...a little too much. Is it his fault? Yes. Perhaps. But his brother made him drinks, lied about what he put in them, and then claimed that he didn't want to scare him. While my friend choose to drink, he was lied to about how much alcohol was in there.

Either a) he drank too much b) the alcohol didn't agree with him or c) both.

When he pukes a little, I'm not that worried. When he starts puking and passing out more and more, I start to get worried to the point where I am following him around. The last thing I needed was him to get hurt. His brother tells me he'll be fine, force-feeds him cake. He pukes more. Somewhere during this time my friend is sitting outside, after he wonders onto the porch, and asks me where he was. He later starts asking me who they were.

I go to the bathroom.

When I come back he's on the sofa, laying down, sleeping or passed out. I sit down next to him to watch him. Everyone around him is either eating cake or getting drunk. People tell me he's going to be fine. He continues asking people who they are and where he was.

His brother decides to play Truth or Dare. I tell his brother that I'll stay up here to watch him. Nope. His lovely brother gets someone to pick him up and take him the basement.

I get pissed off, go upstairs, and call my boyfriend. The brother's girlfriend calls me down saying that my friend has requested me.

In the short time I was gone he puked some more.

He's still passing out, but they insist on him playing truth or dare.

After awhile, I break down. He's complaining that everything is hurting him, so I offer to take him upstairs. They yell at me, saying he's fine. That if he just gets up and walks it off...he will be fine. I tell them he needs to lay down away from everyone for awhile. I'm crying, because I'm worried, pissed off, etc. I get a lecture how it's okay because it's his 21st birthday.

My other friend, sitting next to me, hugs me.

I don't get it. It's okay for them to drag him around while he's puking and passing out because he's turning 21? It's okay for them to just leave him on the floor by himself because they want him to play a game? And the minute I say anything they get pissed off at me and claim I am emotional unstable.

Sounds like you are a good friend, one of the few really good friends he had at the party. He's probably really lucky he didn't get alcohol poisoning and wind up in the hospital, or worse, thanks to his brother. I agree with Strawberry though, his brother is a D**K and most kids go on a one night bender and he probably won't get that drunk again. Oh and alcohol and sugar is a nasty combination, he's in for a hell of a hangover.

What makes it more interesting is that one my friend's friend (creepy guy) was hanging all over him the whole time. He's another issue all together. Creepy Guy is forty-five, lives with his parents, has no job, and just dropped out of art school awhile back. All he does, from what he told me, is that he sleeps, drinks, does drugs, and goes to raves. I haven't liked him since I met him. He comments on my chest and hair all the time and tries to kiss me. I've friends with a few older people...but they don't give me the creepy guy vibe.

Well, Creepy Guy and his friends took him home.

During the whole thing, one of Creepy Guy's friends was giving me evil looks whenever I hugged my friend or made sure he was okay. Basically she would glare at me, I would notice, I would get another evil glare. One of the questions she asked me when I picked Truth, somewhat after I broke down, was if I was emotionally stable. From what my friend told me, he fucked her.

It's one of those 'wtf' moments. Really. You find a guy twenty years younger than you who is puking and passing out attractive. Could be that he was easy considering the state that he was in at the time. Plus, my friend only remember that it happen.

I just find it weird that Creepy Guy took him to his place.

@Aoi Midori

My boyfriend, who I was talking to this morning, thinks that my friend might of had alcohol poisoning considering what I told him.

I stopped by today to see he was doing and help clean-up the mess. He still has a hangover and it has been about twenty-four hours since he drank. My friend is claiming that people knew that they were doing when they were giving him cake. I understand WHAT they were trying to do, but they failed at it. Out of all the things they could of given him, they give him cake.

What can I expect from them? When his brother decided to cut the cake, he had me hold my friend so he wouldn't fall. I had to catch him various times. It's a sad thing when cutting cake is more important than your flesh and bone.

Even when I am sober, the cake makes me sick. Think of the sugar icing that's piled high with icing flowers.

@ Strawberry

I'm not so sure he's going to learn because my friend is convinced that the point of getting drunk is to get wasted, not to remember anything, etc. He thinks it's okay when he black outs and passes out because that's what drinking and a 21st birthday party is all about. I think there's a difference between getting really drunk and being beyond drunk.

Doesn't help his brother just backs him up, claiming it was just a hangover. Fine. Even if it was one, you don't drag someone who just passed out to play a stupid game.

I just don't see the fun in getting drunk to the point where you can't even remember what you did, etc. I do drink, but I know my limits. If I feel sick, I stop. I've been drunk before, but not wasted.

I understand the whole thing where people want to drink a lot on their 21st birthday. But seriously.

@ Oirish

As I stated earlier, his brother thinks it's okay for someone to get that drunks because it was his 21st birthday. That's what everyone else at the party told me.

I'm glad that you think that what happened was wrong. I think his brother was being a complete jerk. Your friend was obviously in pain. and for people who just turn 21 and don't drink before that or drink very little before that, they aren't used to drinking and so anything can hurt them like that. I don't know if your friend drank before, but it sounds that he never drank that much before and his body just couldn't handle it. It was rude of his brother to trick him into drinking that much.

This is why I'm NOT drinking when I turn 21 next year. I have no desire to drink what-so-ever...and no matter what my friends try to make me do on my 21st birthday, I will not give into "Just OONNNNNE DRINK! It's your birthday, you HAVE too!" Not going to happen.

I hate creepy guys! There was one at our school living on the same floor as me and one of the girls on the first floor had to get a restraining order against him.

That really stinks for your friend. I don't see the point in getting drunk, really. The thought of it even scares me a bit. I wouldn't company enough to take care of me. The only one I would would be my girlfriend.

But you know: I went to a 21 party recently. We watched Disney movies and ordered Pizza and scared the pizza guy. We took her out to eat, and chipped in for one alcoholic drink at the restaurant. One. Later, she went to a 21+ club, but didn't drink. It was a lot more relaxed, and I believe that mine will be more like that too.

I've also been in charge of watching someone and it was so nerve wracking because I'm a natural bore worrier. It sounds like you had a more difficult time. A lot of people are vastly undereducated on the topic of Alcohol. I would look into it a little bit more. Nothing can clear up a hangover faster except for time. "Walking it off" doesn't help either. You get drunk faster if you don't have something like crackers or something else absorbent in your stomach. That may have been what his little bro was trying to do, but once the alcohol enters your blood stream and you cant keep anything down... vomiting is your body rejecting the poison.

If he's passing out so much and is clearly drunk... It would have really worried me a lot. I probably would have called poison control for it. It sounds like he's doing ok now though. That's good. Ugh, Drinking is so nerve wracking.

Shit, I'm not gonna lie. When I turn 21 I'm gonna go buy a shit ton of liquor and get smashed. xD
But from experience I know how to pace myself, so I won't be dying or anything. P:
Most I'll do is puke... then go drink some more. :rofl:

A good friend would not torment someone that intoxicated. God knows some of the shit that we have done drunk. Be we always take care of our guys [and girls]. We never let that kind of shit happen to them when they are that messed up. As no one should.

People need to grow up. Simple as that.

I hate the expectations of 21st birthday parties these days.. When I'm 21, I'll either not even have a party or just have 2 or 3 friends over for a small party.. I'm not a party animal, or anything close to one. My 16th birthday "party" consisted of my best friend and my boyfriend at my house, all of us playing Monopoly on the Wii and eating off-brand popsicles with really bad jokes written on them.

From what I hear about some of the 16th, 18th, 21st birthday parties.. I never want to go to one, I never want to host one.. Ugh. That's just awful, plain awful.. But if it's what you are into, leave me out of it and have fun.

I HATE large parties. I like the idea of having small parties with people, or friends, that I know and trust. For some reason I don't get the lure of having big parties. Do I really want to be around people I don't know, drunk or sober? I also don't want to clean up the mess, which is what happen with my friend's party.

With my friend's party, people kept bringing other people that didn't even know my friend or that it was his 21st birthday party. It wasn't a birthday party anymore. It was a party---people came for the alcohol and the free food.

I usually just hang out with my friends or go out to eat.


Some people will never grow up.

In this case, they think getting that drunk is okay because it builds tolerance, character, experience, etc. or that it's part of the whole 21st birthday experience.

If I ever get that drunk, I hope to hell that if my boyfriend isn't there that someone actually helps me. It scares me because some of these people are my friends. I plan on moving in with my friend and his brother in a month.

I wish I did call 911, or led him to my car and drive him to the hospital. The only problem is that everyone was dragging him from place to place, giving him more to drink, etc. He was barely conscious. He told me he remembers nothing but maybe one or two things. Blacking out is NOT a good thing.

Before my friend drank, he did eat. Regardless of that, he still got extremely wasted. I understand what his brother, and other people were trying to do. It's that they didn't listen to me at first when I told them to get him something bland like crackers.

His brother makes fun of me now because apparently I thought he was going to die. I was worried because he was puking, passing out, not remembering his friends or family, not knowing where he was, etc. Apparently the fact that he was extremely cold despite him being covered up with a blanket and me hugging him might of been a sign of alcohol poisoning from what I've been told. =|

It didn't help he was sobbing because sound and light was bothering me. I was going to take him upstairs to his room to rest. I was attacked for that because he was having fun. Having fun my ass.

The creepy guy has a strange relationship with my friend. Sort of like a fatherly relationship, but creepier.

My friend has drank in the past. I have seen him drunk, and that night he was completely and utterly wasted. But I agree. His body couldn't handle it, which is why he was that way that night.

When I turn 21, I am inviting only a few friends. I might not even drink.

That's so dumb! If he had died, I bet his brother wouldn't be teasing you about it. It sounds like it was a dangerous situation. In my opinion, you were in the right the entire time to be worried. Sometimes some people can just be real jerks. I hope that he's only teasing you to make himself feel better because if he isn't, and if he believes what he's saying then he's a real dumb-bum, and it probably isn't safe to go drinking with him in the future. He probably feels superior to your friend because he's had maybe one hangover in his life. He probably feels more experienced with it and acts like he knows more. Your friend probably thinks that too. And he may have more experience, but that never substitutes for poor choices.

This relationship just gets more award by the second that you're talking about because I just keep picturing the creepy guy from my old dorm.... eew. Eating doesn't prevent you from getting drunk, but it slows down the initial process. If you're only having a sip or two, you should eat beforehand so you don't get intoxicated as much/as fast. If he had a cocktail, and if he hadn't eaten, it may have been worse in the end.

How sad that your friend doesn't even remember his party. >: Of course, it's not one that sounds so terrific to remember...:sweat:

I say it's a good thing he did have food in his system, rather than him just drinking without eating. I know it doesn't stop someone from getting drunk. It just slows it down, as you said.

Plus, it was far from a cocktail. Learned that his brother mixed all the hard liquors he had with a soda. The rest of the people were drinking more fruity drinks.

Which is why I told my boyfriend not to let him (the brother) plan ANY party for me. I can do that myself, or I will let another friend do it. I usually make my own drinks...which just happen to be whatever pops in my head. But I know my limit and when to stop.

The fact he's having a Halloween party scares me slightly. I plan on moving in soon with him. Going to love the look on my friend's date, if they do get serious, finds out that I'm technically his ex-girlfriend and that I'll be staying in his room for the time being. Plus, the shit my friend is going through now will make most sane people run the hell away. Did I mention my friend might still have feelings for me?

Anyway.

His brother is even more of a dick. During the party he was telling me and another friend of mine that he loved us. Basically he would be all "I love you!" and start clinging onto the said person. His brother is trying to get my friend and I to believe that he was saying he was 'madly' in love with the other friend, but meant something different with me. Seriously.

I'm not THAT stupid. I remember everything that happen and was said. Trying to get my friend to believe that shit is just cruel.

I hate this culture that the youth of today has got in their heads, they think to have a good time there has to be alcohol involved. I get worried sick about my friends when they go out drink some go out as often was twice a week, I try telling them the risks and such but hey just accuse me of being boring. I expecially worry about my best friend, who;s not the most mature of guys. i got really upset when i found out he got beaten up by people on a night out drinking. I wish they'd see the error of their ways...

There is such a thing as alcohol poisoning. People have died at parties from drinking before. Maybe you could tell your friends that. When someone is that messed up, they need taking care of.

I have never understood why people call that having a good time. Now that I'm watching yet another relative die a miserable death from the effects of drinking, I understand it even less. All I know is that I'm glad I never touched it.

I'd just love to be able to hang a big poster at every drinking party of the pretty picture of the last one I know who passed away, and all that was left of them after that stuff killed them. Skin stretched over bone. The family couldn't even leave the casket open.

Not my idea of a good time.

Rewriting this post.

I think I made a stupid mistake by taking his brother, as well as my friend, to the local furmeet today. I am not even so sure if I want to call it that. While it USED to be a hangout, it is more of a hook-up session these days anyway. A lot of the people who used to go stopped, and it finally just occurred to me why. Not really the point, but just picture a group of furries who are swarming in on one guy.

My friend got drunk again. His brother decided to buy a bunch of samples of beer. Which would of been fine if it was not for the fact that he wanted my friend to finish ASAP because he wanted to go home so he could go online and talk to his girlfriend. Considering my friend is underweight for his height. Which is probably why drinking quickly in a short amount of time is not going to be a good thing for him. Point is he got drunk, and people took advantage of that. I am so pissed off by that.

They kissed him on the next, groped him, bit him in odd places, etc. This was in a restaurant located inside of a mall, so it was not like it was at a party. I don't mind PDA, but I also understand that there are places where people need to control themselves. Did I really want to get kicked out?

Again, while my friend is asking me where he is they are trying to take him home with him. I was biting my tongue not to say anything. Didn't help when one guy told me he would of done this (try to hook up with my friend) if it wasn't for the fact I was dating him awhile back. Gee...thanks.

Do people have any standards? Let's take advantage of a guy who is obviously drunk. That's smart.

I would of killed them, or at least tried to, if they did end of doing anything to him. He's my best friend.

Took him home, and took care of him until he fell asleep. I wish he would stop drinking that much, or at all, because I'm not so sure he can handle it. He used to drink slowly, but now he's just trying to drink as fast as he can without thinking. His brother does shit. I'm the one who covers him up, make sure he's okay, checks on him, etc. When he's cold, I cover him up. When he's still cold, I'll cuddle. When he needs water, I get it for him. What hurts now is that I needed him tonight.

My childhood friend died Thursday night. And I'm annoyed because his brother decided to buy him drinks, knowing what had happen.