I feel a little tipsy right now. All the memories about watching football game last year with my dear friends  in MI keep flashing back.

 

 I was so drunk that day, and the BBQ we had at the tail-gate party was yummy yummy. Actually, I took only 3 shots, 1 key-shot and the other 2 jelly-shot.  But on the way to the stadium, Bowen put 2 beers in my pockets, I think I might drink them all. The memories are so blurry now that I can't picture them all. There was one thing I do remember that I couldn't help but throw up in a trash can right inside  the gate of the stadium, which happened to be caught by a security guard ,by the way,who is tall and handsome, dragging me all the way to the school infirmary where I spent half of the game time.

 

More interestingly, I found more than 20 other students locked in the  school infirmary who were super drunk, and the number kept going up along with the time went by. Most of them just lay down on the ward beds quietly, trying to watch the game through the TV in the room, and some of them got very emotional, crying out loudly. There was one girl whose bed next to me threw up several times and screamed all the time while she was speaking to someone on the phone. What an incredible scene that was!

 

After I sobered up, I went to the stadium and watched game with my friends who had no idea what had happed to me, moreover, who might not notice the fact that I had disappeared for almost an hour an a half. No one to blame, because there were numerous people and most of them were drunk or almost drunk. Anyway, it was very fun.