Alcohol woes

So I got drunk for the first time (Kevin you're not the only one).

[Evidently, I'm more compelled to talk about this than those Oxford/Brighton day trips hahaha.]

What happened was that I saw no point in trying to do work after coming back from Brighton at 11+pm on Saturday, and the Beit ppl were having a movie/drinking session, so I decided to join in. I've always wanted to try other kinds of alcohol (apart from beer/cider), and why not since it's cheaper here.

Oh what an experience. Three glasses of vodka+pepsi/fruit juice in and I wasn't feeling anything, so I asked for a fourth helping. No warning sia - I leaned back and felt the bubbles rise sickeningly, eyeing the pile of plastic bags on the table. Somewhere around the part where the 那些年 song started playing, I asked for a bag and promptly proceeded to puke in it. Some of it got onto the floor, but my experienced drinking mates cleaned it up efficiently and effectively. [I was also sober enough to help by then.]

Learning points:

• Don't drink too fast. That's how I usually take my water/milk/hot choc and now I know it's dangerous to treat alcohol the same way.
• I'm not the noisy kind - would've prob drifted off to sleep if I'd closed my eyes.
• Puking = immediate sobriety. I'm guessing the next morning would've had been a lot worse if I'd forced the drink to stay down. Dun need say climb la, get off bed also cannot.
• Rather than feeling enjoyable effects, I get physically affected in a horrible way (even though I was completely fine mentally). Like that drink for whaaaatttt?

When I told my parents about it they laughed -.- It wasn't an off-putting kind of experience, more like the see-la-now-you-know kind. Maybe I'll drink like this again (sans the puking), but I still like beer - can just whack.

The night ended for me at around 2.30am, where I had to fight to stay awake as I brushed my teeth. And then at 7am I was up again and off to climb.