This is probably how it feels when you cut your throat with a knife.
I set down the glass and looked around me. My sight would linger on some object or person, but it would take a while before I distinguish which of the two am I looking at.
My head felt so heavy, it must be full of water or whatever I was drinking. My eyelids were heavier, but I knew my eyes were open. I couldn't remember how long I have been sitting and drinking that one glass, but I felt that I should get back to my friends.
I started getting out of my seat to look for them, but I closed my eyes and thought of what direction I must head to. The room was full of people by now.
I got up, and the last thing I remember was falling down.
