At the time I was a first year university student, living in residence.  It was a secondary rez about 15 minutes away, and the morning after this night at 8:30 am I had a mandatory lab, worth 12% of my final mark. Anyways, like most great hangover stories, this one starts with three key ingredients: friends, finishing a geology midterm, and copious amounts of cheap vodka. I had just completed my geology midterm, feeling confident in my results I knew it was time to get rowdy. I was hanging out with my friend Eric and at the time we didn’t really have any plans so I started calling around and got my friend Steven on the phone. I asked him what he was up to and he responded with “I don’t know but I’ve got a 60 and a 26 of Polar Ice Vodka, and it needs drinking”. Now I’m never one to turn down free alcohol, so I got my ass over there. In short we finish it all in about an hour and a half, try to head out, and get separated. I manage to get home with a little help from friends. The next morning I wake up in a panic, it’s 10:30 a.m. and like I said I’m at least 15 minutes away from where I got to be. So I book it out of my room, still drunk, and make it over to the lab as fast as I can. When I arrive, I know it’s too late. There’s no way I can get the lab done in time. So I sit down next to a random group, reeking of vodka, and fall asleep, about ten minutes later I get tapped on the back, it’s my TA asking my name, so he can check me off as complete. I look around and the group I passed out next to had gone, and left all their completed work on the computer. The TA had walked by and assumed the work was mine. I ended up getting a 96% on the lab!…HOLYHANGOVER!!