At our XC formal me and this guy went 11-0 in pong, we decided to stop playing because it was boring and then I danced for a few minutes. I ended up taking my shirt off and losing my tie, my shirt got completely disgusting. Wandered upstairs of the house we were at, telling people I had to piss, and then didn't come out of the bathroom for like 15 minutes so a friend came in and I was just laying in the floor, fully conscious, just not caring. The friend and the girlfriend of one of the captain's took me back to my dorm while I was screaming the whole time and calling the girl hot. My roommate (who had never seen anyone drunk before), the girl, the friend and some teammates throughout the night helped take care of me as I puked franzia (we always drink wine at the XC formal) everywhere and they thought it was blood at one point. Apparently I kept saying "trashcan" when people asked me questions.
When the huge snowstorm hit I had been drinking 151 without realizing it was 151, tried to walk back about a half mile to a friend's apartment and kept falling in the snow. Was carried back by a big dude (awesome guy) and kept offering oral sex since he was so nice for not leaving me. Threw up in their toilet a bunch and kept calling the same girl from the previous hot, and got so beligerremt in demanding that she come upstairs (she lives in the same complex I went back to) that they woke her up really early in the morning and she got there and I didn't say anything to her. Apparently my favorite color is shots. The next morning I did 12 miles on the treadmill still a little drunk.
Got really drunk on cheap vodka and someone dared me to eat a hot sauce packet. I asked if this was habenero because it was too spicy, and they said it was mild. So I ended up downing 20 or,l more number of taco bell hot sauce packets and then ran to the bathroom the next day in the library studying.
Got really drunk on cheap vodka again and had been texting a girl the few days leading up to that night. I went back with her from a party with her friend who was driving and apparently she left to help a friend out. I texted her a paragraph of complete gibberish (I had literally no idea what I sent, it didn't relate to anything we had talked about) at like 2 am and I don't think we've talked since (also wasn't very attractive).
Did many long runs drunk from the previous night and thankfully didn't have to drive to them.