Over the years, I've consumed what many people would consider a lifetime's worth of alcohol. Sure I've had good times, sometimes even the best of times, not forgetting the most embarrassing of times. But alcohol is really killing my memory. The thing is, I would be high or close to drunk but I'd still be able to function normally but I just can't remember!
Take last night for example, we went to zouk, had every type of alcohol imaginable stoutbeertequilawinelongislandtea (I think I was trying to get drunk on purpose) and that's where the problems started. After 2, I began to lose bits of my memory. I remember moving our drinks to another place then there was this fat girl who was staring at me and/or Joceyln for the longest time. I wouldn't put it beyond me to have made fun of her for her to be staring at us although under normal circumstances I would have more restraint. Imagine this huge girl who looked very high, swaying on the spot and staring at you. Suddenly I was there by myself and the next thing I could remember was being on the podium. Seems like when I drink too much I have a natural affinity with the podium. So I remember dancing dancing dancing, then suddenly I was outside my door trying to sober up in case anyone was awake!
Yes yesssssss I go through this all the time. No matter how smashed I am, I can always act sober for 10 seconds when I reach home. Don't ask me how, that's just the way it is. It's been inbuilt in me for the better part of the last 8 years of drinking. It's called the 'Wake the fuck up, you're almost there' mode. Then blank. I dunno if I actually made it to my room. I dunno how I opened my door. I just remember bracing myself to be sober for 10 seconds.
I wake up and look around. My TV and computer is on. Apparently I was doing both. I'm in my boxers. My vision is blur. Immediately, I go to check my contact lens case to see if I had fucked my recently acquired 200 dollar lenses and they were intact. I'm confused. The last time I couldn't remember things like this was roughly a year ago, my birthday when I was so smashed that I puked and got dragged home. I check my phone and according to it, I received calls from my mum and a few friends. None of which I remember. So I try to remember... and nothing. According to my friends I was alive and well, I wasn't drunk. But I just can't remember anything! It's scary to a certain extent not to remember so much but when you've got your best buds around you, there's nothing to be be afraid of really cos you know that they will take care of you.
So that's what alcohol has done to me. Extreme memory loss. Okay okay, maybe it only happens 2 or 3 times a year so I'll stop whining. The only thing I worry about is offending someone and/or doing/saying something really stupid cos I know I can have a really evil tongue which is kept in check 99% of the time while I chuckle to myself at all the mean things I could have said.
Alright, I'm gonna go rest now and revive my obsession of retrieving my memory. Ugh. So kids, this is why you shouldn't drink.
