Oh sympathy.

And so I went for a drink last night with K and his girl plus B. B was late as usual, nothing changes. Can’t fault him. I kinda made him come out when he already didn’t felt like coming out.

Meeting time: 9pm. I was early. No one was contactable. Wandered off to 100AM for toilet mainly, and grabbed a drink.

Before this I was having a headache and felt like vomiting so the workload from work. Luckily it got better after the dinner and shower.

We drank at Chicken Up. Though watermelon Soju is the selling point there, they went with Soju bomb instead. The alcoholics know best I guess? I went along with it.

I don’t particularly fancy beer to be honest. But I don’t want to be always be stuck with the same old. Sides, if I don’t, what’s the point of me coming out tonight?

It was shots, so there wasn’t really any taste to be savored.

One down, two, and three. Couldn’t feel anything. Nothing. I could text G as per normal. But like B said it’s a fucking time bomb. I couldn’t feel anything for awhile and then it suddenly hit me.

I was getting drowsy and sleepy. Not really high. Because it was kinda awkward with conversations that I couldn’t really participate in. I was more of going along with the flow, pretending, smiling. The meaningless conversations and pointless chats. More smiles, fake laughter.

Nonetheless I admit I was enjoying the gaze and look given by this pretty cute waiter. Guess I am not that bad after all eh?

I wasn’t really keep track of time after that. Alot went into my mind after it hit me that I got tipsy. More of excitement and trying to register what is going on around me, at the same time analyzing my own drinking ability etc.

“Oh crap, does that mean I am the sleepy drunk? Aww man, that’s no fun.”
“Nah, I can’t be drunk, I am better than this” — thought while trying to make myself stay awake.

But I have to admit I was tipsy after my 7th or 8th cup. I couldn’t really focus and was wobbling around. But pats on my own back I manage to make it to the toilet. Lol not sure if anyone could tell that I was tipsy though, was trying my best to look less tipsy as possible.

12 o’clock came. I thought that concludes the night, but we went off to IBIS hotel to crash on someone’s 6th month staycation. Awkwaaaaaard. But I wasn’t thinking right enough so I went along. idk, isn’t this all about the experience？ Maybe I could meet some dude out there right?

Unfortunately there isn’t. One was attached and the other was attached to the phone. We played cards for awhile and B was gone. lol. I was quite happy when he said that I look sober.

As usual, not sure if he’s meaning it or teasing haha. But I guess I was kinda better than an hour ago? K tanked my drink, unintentionally or not. This sweetie was actually looking out for me the whole night, as much as he tried to look like he wasn’t. Thankful thankful ❤

I admit I kind miss B thus I forced him out but he’s is still the same old douche as 9 years ago. So it’s a no go for me, whatever I wanted to say or do. But all’s good. It has always been like this and I guess somethings are just the way the are.

I am so sorry I made G worried about me when I was drunk. He really kinda remind me of E, if he was here he’ll never wanted to see me land myself in the state I was last night.

I re-read the conversation with G when I was tipsy over and over. The way he shows concern is toooooooo cute. But I am truly apologetic. I believe a point of time he got abit angry too.

K texted and called me to ensure I got home safe. How can I not love this sweetie. Sigh you ❤

I got up every other hour after sleeping. Idk why. This continued till 4am and I got up at 10–11ish despite trying to go back to sleep but was to no avail. I admit it’s because G texted me.

No hangover, was thinking I could finally know how it feels. Meh, try again next time.

Alcohol doesn’t work for/on me. I am beginning to think I am an robot or something.