So that's what it feels like to have too much alcohol running in my blood.

The alcohol of choice for the night was what they called Black Label,
and from what I understood it's some sort of whiskey.
They say that the power of that liquor is that it doesn't kick in immediately.
When you start feeling the effect,
it's usually too late.

I felt the effect about an hour later.

The slightly spinning world,
the slightly weighty head,
the urge to fall asleep.
The fear of giving in to that same urge,
afraid tt if I closed my eyes,
I'll lose all form of control.
The vision gets blurred by spots of black,
and images get merged together.

It feels very exciting,
and at the same time,
terrifying.

On hindsight,
it does feel alot like falling in love.

Getting drunk is ugly,
not to mention embarrassing.
And it's not as if I've not had enough embarrassment clouding my short 21 yrs of life.

I was at Wala Wala last night,
indulging myself with the company of gorgeous galpal, Da Tou and Newname's fren.
The band was good,
the lead's vocals blew me away,
plus,
she was charming.
So charming that if she hit on me,
I might just turn lesbian.

But then again,
Zee had always believed that my inclination was towards girls anyway....

I've always admired women like that.
They've about them this aura of self-confidence and this Hippies vibe,
like nothin in the world can get to them.
It's not naivete,
it's more like they've seen all there is to see in this world
and nothing fazes them anymore.
It's not that they've built a concrete wall around themselves to protect them,
while looking outside with eyes of fear.
It's more like their eyes are crystal clear,
so clear you'll feel like they're looking straight into your soul,
and they're like fluid water,
where you can't touch them.
It's like what Ms Wee calls "the spirit of a free-flowing atom" I guess.

I didn't get to hear the song I requested for.
But I supposed I alrdy got more than I expected from the outing.

Besides the nice chill-out spot,
I got to experience the thrill of speed-driving,
90 degree turning that had me flying across the backseat,
and colliding against Newname's fren (I'm sorry if I caused u any bruises!!!!)
the "demonstrations of driving prowess"

Lesson learnt tt I've got to watch my words in somebody's car in the future.
Especially if somebody's driving in future.

Like I said,
I don't want to die a virgin.

"You can forget all your worries,
forget all your cares and go Geylang,
everything's waiting
and Geylang
everyone's waiting for you~"

Now that I think about it,
I shd have just puked in the car,
sweet revenge.

footnotes: In case anybody's worried, I didn't exactly get drunk. In fact I was so wide awake that I cldn't fall aslp when I got hm. And no, I did not wake up with an achin head.
I woke up seriously starving.