Types of drunk friends Part One; The Newbie

Happy New Year 2018!

What kind of New Year Eve's people are you? Are you the one who do terrible things in bars? Or throwing an old-fashioned house party? Are you the guy who likes to lead the champagne toast? Or are you the super-hot midnight kisser who choose to have an intimate New Year Eve?

Or maybe, you just stay at home scanning on social media which keeps popping New Year Eve's update, watching New Year Eve's films on HBO, and sometimes get distracted by your purring cats demand you to pet them? Well, that's me. No, I'm not a geek, or a loner. Not even I hate party, avoid drinking, or anti-social. This is just how I spend it, for over 3 years. I used to be the party goer, I can't miss any single festive season by not-drinking-the-whole-night-long or simply not-being-in-a-crowd. I used to love it. a lot! Maybe I just get bored of all those stuff now, but let me share some crazy nights I spent with some friends, colleagues, or some random people,  how did we drink our ass off, how do we laugh at our drunk friends, and how do we survived.

I can't share much of how I get drunk, we mostly can't clearly remember, right? Although most of my drinking friends give me a credit as the-last-man-standing-no-matter-how-hard-the-party-is. So this time I'm sharing what I can recall from the party; how I mostly be the one who babysit them.

Types of Drunk Friends - according to my experience.

The Newbie
First-time-drunk mostly came out from the broken heart. Yes, as cliche as it sounds. Back to more than a decade ago, when I still lived in my hometown. Me and my childhood bestie went to the club to enhance our broken heart phase. I didn't break-up at that time, but my boyfriend went to jail of drugs, so it broke my heart. My bestie, a stay-at-home type of girl, just ended her love-story the hard way, her boyfriend gone without a word and dated new girl just like that. That was the boyfriend she loved the most, to the moon-and-back for years and she had sacrificed most of all valuable things she had in life for him.
Talking about her drinking experience, she had several times drinking with friends (and me), and her boyfriend, of course, but those were all just the light drinking experience on a comfy couch or in a bed with cards or board games or just with some good laughs until we fell asleep.
I wasn't sure whether we properly planned to drink a lot that night. But we did. My friend got so excited, she requests to the band to sing all the broken-heart songs. We sang our heart out and keep toasting glasses we had in our hand. We sat in the bar at that time. It's always a lot easier for girls to get free drinks when they sit in a bar, it's like one of girls privilege or something? lol.
After a couple of songs passed, she began to drink faster and faster and insists me to glass-toasting until I can't hold to pee. So I asked her to go to toilet with me (another typical girl thing, they don't go to toilet alone). We cheerfully walked to the toilet and keep giggling while we pee. I washed my hands and wait for her to come out, but I slowly realized that I waited too long.
I started to call her name but she didn't reply, so I smashed the door and found her sitting there like a stone. "why didn't you get up if you finished peeing?" she just stare at me but didn't answer. That was the time I knew she had enough of drinks.
I helped her vomit for a while, then she start to weep. But I don't like a drunk weeping friend, so I start to make some jokes so we laughed again. We're back to the bar and just few minutes later she's gone to a deep sleep in the bar. I was still at my comfort-phase of half-drunk, so I continue enjoying the band and had a chat with the bartender for couple more glasses, until suddenly my friend shake my arm with a sick-face. I got panic attack. I didn't want her to puke in the bar so I pull myself together to drag her to the toilet. It's not easy at all, when you got to carry on your super drunk friend to walk to the toilet, while you're fuckin high... you could barely even feel your own feet! When I almost make it to the toilet, I lost my bestie for a few seconds, somehow she just slipped out from my arms. I found her grabbed by some guy, so scary, here's the situation:
She looked like dropping her body, with eyes fully closed, to a guy's arms, and he almost kissed her. He's with his friends, all men, and I was still so high and trying hard to stand firmly, so it scared me the hell out to just go in there to steal my unconscious friend back to me, because i most-likely would fall like my friend by just a little push.
I must say to you that I'm proud of my brain that's still working well that night though I was bloody tipsy. I walked into the guys, don't mind my unsteady move, roughly grab my sleeping friend, squeeze her tight in my arms, and push the guy in rough way "she's mine, go find some straight girls".
That's it. I stayed at the toilet for a while,with my friend who unstoppably vomit until she totally passed out. I helped her walk outside. Some girls from the toilet helped me finding the taxi, and while waiting for the taxi, my unconscious friend completely dropped her entire body to me, I tried so hard to kept her from falling so we looked like hugging in a varied positions. Inside the taxi, my friend kept vomiting and I had to move my body front to cover her face from the taxi driver, because if the taxi driver saw her puking he must have thrown us out from the taxi. I didn't have much energy left to find another way home so that's what I did. move my body to the front, covering my friend's face with my head while wiping her face with tissues.I realized it's an  odd action, from the taxi driver's point of view.
In the morning I said to my friend that turns out drinking in the club with her, especially when broken heart, is definitely a bad idea. Because of figuring her keep-falling and keep-dropping-body drunk behaviour, we would loss a lot of chance to get rebound guy, as people saw us as a very hot lesbian couple last night.