I did come out last weekend though. I was Caroline's birthday. "Happy Birthday Babe". Hann emailed us about a week or 2 earlier stating that he wants to organize a suprise party for his chickano... Caroline. Debs, Jules, Fariq, Alicia & I were looking forward to the party. Vince was in Chinkapor so he couldn't make it. We were suppose to meet at Mir@cles which is located at 8 Avenue which is located in PJ state. Hann says that they have a killer live band there. Debs and I arrive the earliest and we have a jug of beer while waiting for the rest of the gang. Not long after, Fariq and Alicia arrive. Since Jules had something up he came a bit later in the night.
As the group of people was huge, we were all divided up into a few groups. There is the mabuks gang at the bar, a bunch of Ah Beng & Ah Lian (friends of Hann & Caroline) at a table, and Caroline's family sitting inside at the sofa. Generous Hann brought over a bottle of Black and placed it on the bar. With liquor in hand, the drinking began. I drank as if the Whisky was water which I found while I was stranded in the Sahara desert. After a few drinks, the alcohol kicked in. Not drinking for a while has membantut my drinking capabilities. When a few relatives leave, Hann comes over and ask us to join Caroline's family at the sofa.
As you all know by now, I am friendly when high. I drink with Caroline's family and start doing my magic tricks. I also learnt a new bar trick which I showed everyone as well. Out came the birthday cake and we all sang "Happy Birthday" to Caroline. Come to think of it, I was so drunk, I don't think I had any cake at all. Downing drinks is never a wise thing to do. Sigh.... It was getting a bit late and the family decided to chau the scene. I have no idea how many bottles Hann bought that night. But when the family cabut-ed, the Whisky was all gone. Before Hann left, he bought a few more jugs of beers. I think I had maybe a glass or two and then I told everyone I gotta chau too. I was bloody wasted.
I have no idea how I got home. All I know is I woke up with a bloody bad hangover. My parents 'tah pau-ed' lunch for me. I had my lunch, took some Panadol, and went back upstairs to sleep. I didn't even go out for dinner. My parents once again 'tah pau-ed' dinner for me. I watched Fed Ex beat Murray (much to my delight) and went to bed right after. Those 2 days reminded me again of what I have been missing (the fun of drinking & hanging out) as well as the consequences of a heavy drinking night. Thanks to Hann paying for the drinks, I didn't spend on drinks. So I have not broken my own rule yet. Eh guys.. lets have dinner... I'll get the bill.
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