San Mig Light

I don't want to get drunk anymore.

Last night, I went to this birthday party at Malate. Yes, it was fun as loads and loads of beer are being ordered. Its a pretty big group (two very long tables were set up). Surprised to see some of my schoolmates in CSA (and they're the Group A of our batch).

I lost count na rin of how many bottles of san mig lights i drank because this other guy kept on giving me beers. I have to say last night was the most drunk I've ever been. As in, I don't remember going down from the second floor, getting a cab, reaching cityland, going up the elevator, walking on the hall going to 719. Nothing in my memory. All I can remember is that I vomited repeatedly at my kitchen sink. And then that's it. I collapse na to slumber.

Waking up is the WORST! Worst. Ultimate headache, fatigue and thirst. I regretted drinking so much that night. Although fun, it was hard for me to even lift my eyelids. But I have to because I have things to finish at work. Obviously, I was late. I got to the office at 11 am.

Of course, i'm just ranting now. Tom, i'm sure, when I see a San Mig Light, I will drink it. For sure.