First day of class in Term 2, in my first year of university: woke up in St. Joseph's downtown to a doctor telling me I had a concussion and alcohol poisoning, and that I could have wound up dead. Went home, realized I had consumed an entire 40 of vodka and no recollection of the previous night after about 8 pm. Went to my 11:30 class like a badass, and moaned loudly the whole time as I was still drunk.
Oh yeaaaa I'm cool like that