Sunday, September 11, 2005
My Beery First Moment
I still remember the first time I got drunk. I was still in college then altough about to graduate already. I Was with my college friend (I was 4th year, he was in his 5th and we're not classmates or from the same college) and his barkada so the only person I know was him. That was also the first time I learned the word "tagay" and experienced it. After a few rounds of budweisers-in-can-but-now-in-pitcher I felt my head like it's almost unattched from my neck, I thought lost the ability to straighten it up. The feeling's weird (then, but now it's fun) but you still don't want to give up and stop drinking. A lot of things happen when people do drinking sessions - girls talk to their girlfriends in circles and hug each other unusually often and let each other know how special they are and that they will stay that way forever, guys don't do that, they just tap each other's back and re-assure their pare-mate they're also gonna be like the girls but won't say it. That is the mushy part of any inuman aside from the unending kwentuhan and gufaws.
That time was also my first time to get almost raped by a girl but I didn't mind it. Of course it didn't happen because her friends are there to stop her from her evil plan. They know she can't control herself from doing that. That's also our first time to know each other. What a nice way to meet a new friend. Let's just call her Pot-pot, she's married now and still, everytime she sees me she would sorry and then laugh about it. Her younger brother also know that. I look so much like a victim to all of them but it's no biggie for me.
The most unforgetable part of my first imuman was the effect on me the morning after. By the way, I did not puke. The morning after is the craziest part of it. The feeling's so not good. My head was ultra pounding and I didn't wanna move a lot. If could only stay in bed the entire day to feel better I would've done that. I didn't want anyone from my family to know where I was the night before and there's no way I am letting them know I was drinking beer. Why would I throw my own self on the fire? Anyway, when I saw my self through the mirror when I took a shower, I was shocked. The skin underneath my t-shirt was very red like an apple. It was like I was wearing a red t-shirt when I am shirtless. Boy, was I so scared then. I thought it was some kind of diseas, but good thing it's not. The redness lasted for four days and I promised my self I will not drink beer anymore, I didn't like the taste anyway, I guess I am not going to miss it. The amusing fact about the redness of the skin is it's temperature. If you touch it, it's warmer than the normal skin on other parts of my body. My butt was not spared, too. It was also red and ITCHY.
Inumans are not easy to avoid especially when there are birthday parties and when you are with the same group of people you were with during the previous inumans. After every inuman, My skin would turn red again but not as red as the first time. I thought I will eventually "outgrow" the allergy or whatever it is and I was correct. The level of redness would decrease after every beery nights. Now, I don't turn red anymore and I still don't prefer beer. There's alot to drink out there you know. They say I have a sweet tooth for alcohol. I'm a vodka person.
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