I am not an alcoholic, but I am a student. And for the past few months I have been too sober, too sane for my personal liking - admittedly, this was mostly due to my last experience with alcohol during our Christmas Party, where I actually forgot a whole hour of my life; tears were cried and scary stuff were said... apparently.But anyway, when boyfriend Mantis invited me to his Acapella social last night, I kind of jumped at the idea. And slightly overdid it. I only had 2/3 of a bottle of wine, but by 11:30pm my text message to Apple became this: 'I'm 3sume! Drumm! Xywx' - I assume it was supposed to say 'I'm drunk! Drunk!! x' which made little sense in itself.
Overall, it was a good night out and, of course, everything was made smoother by the alcohol. Met some Acapella peeps and they were all pretty cool; stories about drunken antics and porn (somehow) were exchanged. It was refreshing, as I always feel Limbo is a bit too stuck-up for the likes of commoners like me at times.
By 6am this morning however, I regretted drinking at all. Holding a hand to my mouth, I barely made it to the toilet bowl before my dinner reappeared before my eyes. Gross doesn't even begin to cover it... Looking up into the mirror, my teary eyes blinked back at me, looking surprisingly pretty - obviously I was still intoxicated.
Then, I proceeded to have one of (if not the) most realistic and vivid dreams I've ever had. A bit personal so I have reserved the honour to my emo-diary only.
So yeah, good night out, good time, good people. But I don't think I will be touching alcohol for a good while.
