A Drunken Bad Time

I will never live this night down because it happened in front of my whole family and the family that would be connected to my family. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion and I guess I was the one trying to live my best life even though I don't remember the whole thing.

Let me start from the beginning. It was my older sister's wedding. This is probably one of the last times the whole family got together. Her wedding was actually bigger than I thought it was going to be. I thought it was going to be some intimate wedding with only intermediate families there. Instead it was friends and family and it was a big lavish wedding.

My family had to drive all the way into the big city to go to the wedding. Luckily I was able to stay at my grandparent's house. Thinking back it was such an innocent time. I was still probably around 19 years old and life was good. There really wasn't anything to complain about. My family was altogether and they were so happy.

The wedding went off without a hitch. It was a lovely ceremony and a big momentous occasion for my sister and her husband. Both our families were elated that they were getting married. Time passed by and eventually there was a wedding reception.

There were funny interactions as there was language barriers between my parents' generation and the rest of us. I still remember my mother looking at a woman's dress and she just points at her glittery dress and says "nice" because she didn't know how to articulate herself in English as well. The casual onlooker saw it another way. It kind of looked like she was pointing to the woman's breasts and saying "nice".

That's not the embarrassing part though. As I mentioned before it was a lavish wedding. There were probably a 9 course meal and we were eating and being merry when all of a sudden my oldest brother urges me to drink some of the whiskey that was on the table. I don't know why there was a bottle of whiskey on each of the tables. My family never drinks alcohol and so it would go to waste.

Again I was only around 19 and never really drank but my brother continued to egg me on. I drank it and it was terrible. Of course alcohol is going to taste terrible, I never had it before. With each shot of whiskey the taste would sort of get muted for me and it was becoming easier and easier to drink.

That's when it hit me. Everything went black and then I woke up on the floor of my grandparents' house. I looked around and I didn't know where I was at first. I took me a little while to understand that I was in my grandparents' house.

My brother and my grandparents soon came to notice I was awake and I was deeply embarrassed. I was on the floor and was wondering why I was there. To make matters worse I was a mess. There was vomit on my clothes and I was very disheveled.

My parents came around and told me that my younger brother had been looking over me all night because there were mice at my grandparents' house. I honestly don't know what mice would have done to me but I don't think it would have been that bad.

As the day progressed I would learn more about what had happened that night. My older brother was pissed off at me because apparently I puked all over his car when he was driving me to my grandparents' place. I had no recollection of this happening at all. There wasn't even a flashback of it at all.

Soon more people would call me to tell me what was going on. My older sister told me that I started dancing with some girl during their first dance together. Now I started to realize that I may have ruined her night. An extreme sense of guilt started to pour over me.

My whole family was trying to take care of me that night and I guess it wasn't a good look for the new family. They probably thought oh no, what kind of family have we joined up with. I kept shaking my head in disgust. I was young but I never had an experience like that before.

I think a week passed by and I saw some pictures of me dancing with this unknown girl on the dancefloor which was apparently during the bride and groom's first dance together. It was pretty horrifying to see and I didn't want to think of that night anymore. That wouldn't be easy because slowly my sister got more videos and photos of the night and I would constantly be reminded of my behavior.

To this day I still hear about me being the drunk of the family. It doesn't help that none of my family members really drink. So I'll never have someone steal that limelight from me. I'll forever have this shadow cast upon me. Although it was a very embarrassing moment, looking back, it was one of the last times my family was altogether and very happy. So even though I ruined it I still have some good memories of this time.