I open my eyes.
Wait, when did I come back to my bed?, I think to myself.
I look over at my clock: 7:40am.
I look around my room in the hostel: everyone's asleep.
I look down at myself: I'm completely naked on my bed.
Oh god, it happened again! Another black-out, when drinking the night before and then waking up on my bed naked!
Just as I started to worry about what I might have done the night before (for god's sake, I'm naked on my bed, sleeping in a room with 6 other people!) a friend walks into my room looking for me. I pull the covers over my waist just in time.
Friend: Get up Jon, we need to catch the ferry! I was wrong, we need to be there fore 8 am, not 11 am.
Without thinking about what she's talking about, I reply:
Okay, I'll be out in a second!
She leaves the room and I start rummaging for clothes.
No time to think about what embarrassing/awkward/amazing things I might have done......God, I hope I didn't freak out the cute German guys I flirting with.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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