inebriation

shouldn't have drunk.

i'm a fucking asian lacking of ADH-expressing gene. whatever it is.

'twas a pharmacology lab. yesterday. ethanol prac where brain function was tested. volunteers had to drink ethanol and perform a series of tasks, results compared with another non-drinker performing the same tasks.

thought it was fun to get wasted in a lab. apparently it wasn't..

well it was. during the lab. but the aftermath.. terrible.

chugged the whole cup of 50/50 ethanol + coke. terrible taste. i felt just fine for the first few mins but when time elapsed the alcohol started to unleash its true colors.

i got the typical asian-flush at first. still feeling sober but with a wee bit of tipsiness.

started to act like a fool. laughing around with the bloodshot eyes and the lobstery face. i successfully attained drunkenness level 10. it was full-on.

got even worse. couldn't even type properly. went onto facebook and dropped bullcraps everywhere. at one point, i fell asleep doing one of the tasks. embarrassment to its best i would say.

done with the lab, not knowing what i'd actually done. waiting for the bus. there i go. vomited for the first time that day. the chunder came flushing out of my mouth. i could literally taste the cocktail i had at the tip of my tongue. if that wasn't good enough, the barf found its way to come out through my nostrils. i made a complete fool of myself.

got on the bus feeling so much better throwing up every possible thing i had. well technically nothing much cos we had to fast for four hours before the lab. i basically had nothing but a bowl of cereal + milk when the sunlight penetrated the chirping birds. so i got to the busport and grabbed a cheese sausage - my all time favorite snack at the busport. for some reason i felt sick chewing the greasiness which i normally LOVE. chucked the rest of the sausage into the bin. started to feel sick again.

got to ivan's place waiting for pastor to pick us up to the bible study. 'twas a bad idea to attend. should of just gone home and slept my night away. that way things wouldn't have happened the way it had.

"Nothing good happens when you get wasted". true story.

lying on his bed feeling like a fool. with him doing his thing at the computer. i started to feel like vomiting like again. thought it was just an illusion so i was trying so hard to stop it from really coming out. just right the moment the vomit-switch in me got turned on, i had no control over the sphincters no more and the vomit came flooding out. right ON his floor. his CARPET floor. should of gone to bathroom earlier so this mess would not have happened. at that instance, i felt like the guiltiest person on earth. the worst thing that could possibly go wrong had. just a little bit of details, the second vomit got sausage in it. of course with a whole lot of the stomach digested chyme. disgusting.

still feeling guilty. to ivan. and his carpet.

hopped on to pastor's car. hangover just reached the top of the mountain. got to the bible study. had a cuppa. felt better. sat down.... singing.... reading verses....

as the night progressed, i felt sleepier each time i tried to stay awake. dozed off so bad that at one point i had to leave the group and rest myself at the corner.

woke up. the study was done for the night. still feeling a tad inebriated, i had some corn chips and fruits. scrumptious. chit-chatting away. laughing. joyous moment. and i don't know what was wrong with me that i had to spoil every single moment when ppl were enjoying their time. i stood up. covering my mouth. yea.. rushed to the toilet and UGH. i vomited for the third time. this time i could taste the corn chips slipping through the surface of my tongue. gross.

went home. showered. had a proper meal - toast with jam. feeling nice and warm. went to bed. still.. feeling a LITTLE BIT hangoverish.

woke up this morning. feeling so much better. thinking of all the things i did yesterday, i literally wanted to bang my head against the wall. only if that could reimburse the FOOL i made myself.
and i saw this on @IvanLiaw's twitter:

"@winceeee what sucks is that he had to come over and puke on my carpet ><"

can someone please stab me right now? sideways, front, back. doesn't matter. just stab me to death. i'm now officially dreadful of the smell of alcohol. atrocious feeling.. ugh.. so kids. NEVER EVER booze if you're not aware of how bad you are with alcohol. N.E.V.E.R.