And it happened all over again!
Have you ever been so drunk that the next day you couldn't even remember even a snippet of what transpired the previous night?
Well, that does happen to me all the time!
It all started when our whole department decided to grab a drink after work. Because it was payday that day, everybody became so ecstatic about "chillaxing" that night.
We all walked going to the nearest joint where there's an available ice-cold-beer.
A couple of beers has turned into a few glasses of weng-weng.
Conversations started to flow, from politics to religion, serious to silly stuff, work and play, girlfriend and boyfriend, sex and sex, gay or straight and so much more.
Some of us called it a night but me and my posse was just about to start!
More money, more booze, I need to party, can somebody get me some cig?, I wanna hook up, "cute boys, here we come," where's the cab?, how do we get there?.... LETS GO!
There we saw ourselves getting in this new establishment...
SO, what are we having???
Ok, lets settle for this....
And so, the drinking started...
Nice crowd, Nice music, Nice booze, Nice drinking partners...
I started dancing after i half emptied my glass... I dunno about you but i can't seem to help it when I'm already tipsy and the music is banging, I just need to DANCE!
Yeah! Tugz, tugz, tugz.... The base is hitting me like waves and it feels really good.
I need more drink and I need to smoke...
Then after that, __________?
I already don't know....
Come next day, I found myself sprawled in my bed with a big bangin' hangover.
F*ck, my head hurts like hell and my throat just aches... I need water... lots of water...
WAIT!!!
How the hell did I get home? Where's my bag? My money? Who brought me home? Is it "V"? I don't think so, she lives on the other part of the Metro. Is it "E"? No, I don't think so! She doesn't even know where I live. Is it "R"? Where the hell is "R" last night? For some reason I can't seem to remember his presence last night.
Ok, my bag is here, my money isn't, my mobile is here, my shoes, my pants, all my stuff are here! But HOW DID I GET HERE? I need to ask one of them how i got home. But wait, this is like a dejavu. All of this has happened already. It's like a dream... I'm definitely dreaming. I was drinking, dancing, flirting, having fun, and then, ________?
How can I be dreaming if I just woke up? If this is just a dream then how come my head hurts so bad?
A few months, weeks, days ago, I have been in the same situation like this and I also can't remember anything. Was I also dreaming that time when it happened?
Then suddenly, I heard, "NO! You freakin' sonafagun!".... Is that an angel talking to me? Did something really bad happened to me last night and now an angel is talking to me?
"Get your ass off the bed and we need to talk!"
No, that's not a voice of an angel!
But it does really sound familiar.
OMFG! It's my MOM! And she's fuming mad!
Hahahaha....
Indeed, it wasn't an angel who I heard earlier that day. It was my Mom and she told me that I was so drunk and shouting outside our gate. She even told me that I woke up some of our neighbors. I think that it's an exaggeration of course. Me, waking up some neighbors by just screaming outside the gate? i don't think so!
Another weekend have passed and i say that I have finally got the rest that I have been needing so bad. Another day at work and somehow I feel like i still wanted to go back to slumber and rest till it's weekend again but I CANNOT! As i stepped inside the office, I saw "E" but I didn't have the guts to ask her what happened that weekend. I somehow feel that I did something wrong and I'm not ready for the embarrassment. Hehehe... But tell me, how do you manage to get over something embarrassing that you don't even know in the first place? Well, I"ll just wait for them to confront me.
"Toot Toot!"
There goes my mobile, who could this be? An early message from "V"... Hmmm, what does she need this time... then...
"Walang-hiya ka! Mag-uusap pa tayo ha!"
Oh my! Did i really do something awful that night?
Oh my! this is the end of me!
Lunchtime:
"V" finally came in, late of course! As she approached me, my heart starts beating really fast out of nervousness.
"So what did I do last weekend?" I asked.
"Where did you go that night?", "You left us!", "It doesn't matter coz I also left after I got out of the restroom... hehehe" She said.
"What the hell happened to us?" in unison we asked each other then we started laughing.
I do remember a bit during that time. We were having a blast. We were dancing and just having fun. We were drowning ourselves with Vodka. Tis really funny that sometimes you just won't remember a thing when you're having so much fun. For sure, we will have more of this and at the end, we will all laugh and tell ourselves that we are indeed crazy!
Have you ever been so drunk that the next day you couldn't even remember even a snippet of what transpired the previous night?
Well, that does happen to me all the time!It all started when our whole department decided to grab a drink after work. Because it was payday that day, everybody became so ecstatic about "chillaxing" that night.
We all walked going to the nearest joint where there's an available ice-cold-beer.
A couple of beers has turned into a few glasses of weng-weng.Conversations started to flow, from politics to religion, serious to silly stuff, work and play, girlfriend and boyfriend, sex and sex, gay or straight and so much more.
Some of us called it a night but me and my posse was just about to start!
More money, more booze, I need to party, can somebody get me some cig?, I wanna hook up, "cute boys, here we come," where's the cab?, how do we get there?.... LETS GO!
There we saw ourselves getting in this new establishment...
SO, what are we having???
Ok, lets settle for this....
And so, the drinking started...Nice crowd, Nice music, Nice booze, Nice drinking partners...
I started dancing after i half emptied my glass... I dunno about you but i can't seem to help it when I'm already tipsy and the music is banging, I just need to DANCE!
Yeah! Tugz, tugz, tugz.... The base is hitting me like waves and it feels really good.
I need more drink and I need to smoke...
Then after that, __________?
I already don't know....
Come next day, I found myself sprawled in my bed with a big bangin' hangover.
F*ck, my head hurts like hell and my throat just aches... I need water... lots of water...
WAIT!!!
How the hell did I get home? Where's my bag? My money? Who brought me home? Is it "V"? I don't think so, she lives on the other part of the Metro. Is it "E"? No, I don't think so! She doesn't even know where I live. Is it "R"? Where the hell is "R" last night? For some reason I can't seem to remember his presence last night.
Ok, my bag is here, my money isn't, my mobile is here, my shoes, my pants, all my stuff are here! But HOW DID I GET HERE? I need to ask one of them how i got home. But wait, this is like a dejavu. All of this has happened already. It's like a dream... I'm definitely dreaming. I was drinking, dancing, flirting, having fun, and then, ________?
How can I be dreaming if I just woke up? If this is just a dream then how come my head hurts so bad?
A few months, weeks, days ago, I have been in the same situation like this and I also can't remember anything. Was I also dreaming that time when it happened?
Then suddenly, I heard, "NO! You freakin' sonafagun!".... Is that an angel talking to me? Did something really bad happened to me last night and now an angel is talking to me?
"Get your ass off the bed and we need to talk!"
No, that's not a voice of an angel!
But it does really sound familiar.
OMFG! It's my MOM! And she's fuming mad!
Hahahaha....
Indeed, it wasn't an angel who I heard earlier that day. It was my Mom and she told me that I was so drunk and shouting outside our gate. She even told me that I woke up some of our neighbors. I think that it's an exaggeration of course. Me, waking up some neighbors by just screaming outside the gate? i don't think so!
Another weekend have passed and i say that I have finally got the rest that I have been needing so bad. Another day at work and somehow I feel like i still wanted to go back to slumber and rest till it's weekend again but I CANNOT! As i stepped inside the office, I saw "E" but I didn't have the guts to ask her what happened that weekend. I somehow feel that I did something wrong and I'm not ready for the embarrassment. Hehehe... But tell me, how do you manage to get over something embarrassing that you don't even know in the first place? Well, I"ll just wait for them to confront me.
"Toot Toot!"
There goes my mobile, who could this be? An early message from "V"... Hmmm, what does she need this time... then...
"Walang-hiya ka! Mag-uusap pa tayo ha!"
Oh my! Did i really do something awful that night?
Oh my! this is the end of me!
Lunchtime:
"V" finally came in, late of course! As she approached me, my heart starts beating really fast out of nervousness.
"So what did I do last weekend?" I asked.
"Where did you go that night?", "You left us!", "It doesn't matter coz I also left after I got out of the restroom... hehehe" She said.
"What the hell happened to us?" in unison we asked each other then we started laughing.
I do remember a bit during that time. We were having a blast. We were dancing and just having fun. We were drowning ourselves with Vodka. Tis really funny that sometimes you just won't remember a thing when you're having so much fun. For sure, we will have more of this and at the end, we will all laugh and tell ourselves that we are indeed crazy!
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