My 18th Birthday Party

I originally was going to have this GIGANTIC blowout party at my friend Conrad's place. It was supposed to be perfect! A pool, booze, food, a dj, some live bands, just EVERYTHING! But, at the last minute, Conrad decided he wasn't going to be able to let me use his place for the party that night! I was frantic looking for places to throw this party, getting less and less likey by the minute. Eventually I called my friend Patric who we all call Jap-O, and he found us a place. I no longer had the pool, or the DJ, or the Bands but what I did have were some loyal friends who came anyway =]. I got SOOO drunk it wasn't even funny. There was a guy there, named Brandon, who I think may have saved my life. He was an ex figherfighter, and he took it upon himself to take care of me. He was a really good guy too, he was even ok with me puking all over him. I don't feel like I'll ever see him again, he wasn't really MY friend, but now I'm in his debt. I hope I see him again one day so that I can thank him =]