<p>Oh man I completely forgot the time I passed out from drugs (seriously).
It was in 10th grade and I woke up feeling sick. I wanted to go to school because we were having the senator come to talk to us for history class and I was really excited for it. Well I couldn’t stomach breakfast, but I went to school anyway. My best friend had some tequila with her for another friend’s birthday so I took a small shot but stopped because of my headache. I felt even worse during my 1st period so I took two advils-straight, with no water. About 10 minutes later, I still felt really bad so I took another. By this point I was so dizzy and sick I couldn’t think straight. All I was thinking to myself was “ugh I’m sick I think I’ll take an advil” so, like an idiot (hey I couldn’t think straight) I took another one. In the course of about 25 minutes I had taken 4 advils with no water and no food in my stomach since the night before, just alcohol. At this point my vision was fading fast and I told the teacher i needed to go to the health room. I don’t even remember him writing the pass, I just sort of stumbled out the door. The entire room was black, and I could only see the door because it was a bright white rectangle far away. Well, I made it outside and couldn’t see a thing, never mind stand up straight. I pretty much crawled to the stairway and laid down right on the dirty concrete until I could see a bit better. I made it completely down the stairs (absolutely hanging on the railing) before I completely collapsed at the bottom and pretty much fell asleep all twisted on the ground.
A random teacher was walking by and shook me awake. She asked me what I was doing and I remember replying clearly “I’m waiting for my friend. We’re gonna go food shopping”. She was like “you’re waiting on the ground?” and I told her I fell asleep waiting. She said “uh huh. Well I’m gonna go get security and you can wait in the office instead of in the dirt at the bottom of the stairs”. So she did and security helped me stand up and get in the golf cart. He drove about a yard before I fell and sorta slumped out of the cart. He had to hold me by the arm so I wouldn’t fall out as he took me to the health room.
Well we arrived at the health room and the security guy and the nurse propped me up and guided me to the bed. Of course, who did we walk past but the senator. He said something like “whoa, is she okay?”. I made it to the room and managed to make it to the toilet before puking. Haha then I laid down on the floor of the bathroom and the nurse had to come in and help me up. I ended up sleeping in there for the rest of the day. Everyone at the office probably thinks I’m some crazy druggie person now.</p>