The hardest party in my life.
It happened 6 days before my graduating from school. It was my classmate's birthday. She invited 8 people, all of us studied together. We celebrated in her country house. Her parents picked up us in Moscow at 2 pm. and in half an our we were at ours destination. Until 6 pm. we were walking in the forest, talking about entering universities and our prom. Then we had a great dinner with BBQ. As I remember, her father offered us champagne. I refused because I was on an examination of the liver. At 9 pm. her parents left us. We opened our backpack and pulled out 2*0,7 of Jack, 2*0,7 of Bombay, numerous volume of wine and some another stuff. We started with... watching the final Chelsea-Bayern. The second period we was so drunk that we could hardly recognize the players. Well, there was just 3 guys, one of them doesn't drink at all, another one was a coward, so all girls was enjoying drinking with me. We felt asleep at 5 am. At 8 arrived her parents and get us to the city. In the morning I felt ok and had a clear head. In the evening I lost my connection with the world and got a high temperature. I catched mononucleosis that night and missed my prom and state exams, got to a hospital and everybody thought I got a cancer. Surely I should running hardly naked in the cold morning.
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