Drunkenness

All right!!!
I will admit now that up until now I don't get it why people are so after alcohols... I mean the one you drink--not isopropyl alcohol... But as I post this blog, I am actually under (once again) the spell of such curse.
My peer (The Glamsterz) had a Christmas Party a few hours ago and I did not go straight at home (upon seeing the internet cafe, I figured to get a shot of my primary vice).
So it started with the invite and my rejection---saying I want to go to Malate instead on a Saturday. But Mitch had this magical powers which made everyone come even to the time when everyone is unavailable (she has this theory that when an event is not planned, it is accomplished and it works a lot of times to us, honestly).
So I thought that it was time when I had some observation to do; I will document my state of drunkenness to finally figure out what makes alcohols seduce people.
So I took all the shots given to me, keeping myself intact and at the same time, socially performing my skills of conversing. We had three guests besides our gang (as usual, Mark Ryan wasn't able to make it because he was in Cavite). What we talked about is none of your business--just kidding... I'll post it in the coming blogs.
But I noticed that the light drink was kicking in. I was starting to feel a little nauseous--in a good way. Unlike my past drunkenness, this time I was able to keep in mind the feeling that was taking over me (wasted was the time when somebody---whom I really liked----hugged me for a minute but I wasn't in my proper self so I wasn't able to savor the moment). I felt free and any word in my mind was trying to break out of my fucking mind.
I was becoming tactless. But my awareness kept me intact (luckily I was observing myself). Some of my peers, as usual, were harassing me (Yanna actually took off the button of my jeans!!!! I was totally empty with strength!!).
Anyway, I noticed the freedom the alcohol lets you feel when you are under its control. It lets you fly and do whatever you want to do (that's if you're not documenting the feeling like me). It's not the taste that makes you ask for more (Note: alcohols are actually social drugs--which means it is accepted in the society though it creates some effect to the person taking it); it is that feeling of freedom and the feeling of letting everything out of you---the things you weren't able to express, the things you are keeping inside, the things you don't know that exists in you...
You feel so much like you!!!
Of course, our drink was not that hardcore (we did not want to taste shit or vomit a lot for the meantime). But the thing was, it felt very well!!! (Another Note: I am not advertising alcohols and I ain't no drunkard!!!)
As I walked home---here in Washington Street crowded with absence of the citizens---I thought of sharing you guys at least half of what I'm feeling right now because.... I don't know....
I'm so drunk right now so forgive me for the sinful typographical errors. I'm not yet in my total writer-self. I could not think properly. It's also one of my goals right now: to be able to blog while I'm drunk. I once tried it back in November but failed to do it. Somebody who cares got mad at me for being too drunk (whoever it was---hell nobody knows but me!!!).
So whatever else happened in our party shall be posted in the coming blogs (I can't promise when). For now, I am already working on my Summation for 2007. I've already criticized my Summation last year so I'm planning to make it better.....
That's all, guys... I shall sleep on this keyboard for, like, half an hour... good luck to you guysssssajhasklgriuhufdjkhg.........