To the left, to the left
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Just woke up, it’s now one (1) in the afternoon – and if it weren’t for my brother’s wife birthday treat last night, I wouldn’t mind being totally drunk.
Thing is, if you’re drinking with people who pays for the liquor you like and because you were invited, the effect can only make you really really dehydrated in the middle of the night than being with a bunch of noisy drinker buddies paying a cheap glass for yourself and afterwards, experience the headaches.
I am not a real drinker. I sip my glass evenly slow because it always makes me complain of getting headaches after drinking red wines. I, in some point had this bad experience from drinking lousy wine or simply when I am overindulging too much of it, I’ll blame all red wines. There seems to be enough evidence to suggest that others experience a real physiological reaction after drinking many red wines. But still, I love drinking Reds even if it makes me roasted red after a few glasses. Or maybe the Aussie dude, a friend of my brother along with his girlfriend who joined us, chooses the right wine. Yet for me, I do trust this dude as they do pick a bottle right off the bat. I think we had three bottles of Merlot and these guys drinks like as if they were only drinking a can of a Coca-cola.
We moved from bars to bars and ordered more drinks, they got the beers in an ice bucket and I opted on the vodkas with seven-up. What do you expect, the second-hand smoke at the venue made my eyes burn so much, I kept wiping the condensation off my drinks and rubbing it in my eyes. Sadly, I smoked the nicotine. I had about ten sticks. It was so bad, rather I was so bad because when you’re drinking, it makes you want to taste it, I mean no kidding. What surprises me is that, these bars do allows smoking after it was already banned few months ago. Awful.
We feasted purely on acohol and I’ve danced the night away. I swayed at the tiny dance floor and I remembered I used to hang out with some folks on these pub when I was in my younger years, the ambience has never changed at all, it still looks trashy but at least the drinks was cheap. These GRO’s wearing kinky outfits are everywhere dancing in full strut with the Black Eyed Peas, My Humps. It’s funny when they dance like Beyonce’ as if they started to take their bras & skirts off infront of the white bald guys in their fiftees. That little women dancing with the tall big bellied guy totally looks funny but on the corner as I sat, one girl approached me to dance with her. Yes I did. Say when you’re drunk, all these girls could look damn pretty in skimpy outfit but God knows I’m there not to look at the way they dress but “Girl, those white knee-lenght fake boots doesn’t need your white socks showing off above it, pull the white socks off right now”. It looks disastruous but what can you expect, it’s a pub. What matters to the most of these ladies is to have somebody buy their drinks from the rich and hungry old fellas – yes they like those bald, bag-belly white-looking guys, so who cares about how they wear anyways. Then, there you go the music, “to the left, to the left….”.
We walked out and found, yet another place – the Amazonia Bar. The waitresses was wearing their ancient uniform, as the title of the bar suggests, a Hawaiian hula skirt dress minus the coconut top. I thought that was neat. The band was fine, Pinoys na naman?. And we got another bottle of Reds and right there I can feel my lips were numbed, my head’s swollen, my face was too hot. “I’m drunk”. I almost spilled my glass to the face of this little woman (again) who jumped right off to her six-footer partner with an ugly mustache. After a few glugs, I seated around an empty chair and suddenly awaken by someone who shook me, “hey, wake up”. I mean, wow that’s totally hilarious. I pleaded guilty of being drunk and I thought, wait, for the first time that I didn’t really rushed into the toilet bowl for a blow, there was no headache side effects.
Now “to the left, to the left”. Let’s try that again. Happy weekend folks!
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I’ve been there my friend (not on that pub) but on what you just narrated above. Until now I smoke as if there’s no more tomorrow left. but lately, I seldom drink. I don’t know why actually. I’m a known drunkard here in our place , but never had any cravings for alcohol these past few months. Maybe because my last encounter with a liquor (or liquor held by a GRO for that matter
) gave me a terrible hangover. before I was immune to alcohol related headaches because i had alcohol actually flowing through my veins instead of blood, until now that i have detoxified some of them from my body. Withdrawal symptoms is at work and it is giving me a hard time waking up in the morning after a night of wine-waddling. (alam mo yun? di ka na sanay!) Today, as I write this comment, I have two parties to attend to (and yes. Alcohol will be there to welcome me), Good luck sa akin… or at least to my rising tomorrow morning.
Keep Well and God bless!
Wow, K, you really had a blast! One question, how did you manage to go bar hopping under such condition? Do you have a designated driver?
Hi Blue how was the drinking-party? I hope you’re doing great!
It’s either I age in time nor my friends I used to socialize the night with has left HK, parang ganun. Once in a while, I’m so go for it, timing lang siguro & perfect company.
Belle, a driver? It was manageable really – pag inihi mo na yun, you’ll feel like totally refreshed. These bars are so close to mine, you could almost throw a stone to our building.