ah, recession recession ah~~





Give me some booze for the boasting my brother once said. An engine needs some fuel to fire it up and alcohol can do just that for him. Alas, thinking of sweet intoxication blurs my mind somehow. But I cannot be drinking right now. Hence, I am left with no choice but to squeeze out the few ounces of inspiration left in me to keep this writing going.


If I can’t have some booze, I might as well get high with talking, about booze-encounters and what it does to people, well at least to the people I know.

Ever wondered why is there a need for it to be in people’s systems before you can get actually get them to open up? And before I go on, may I just remind you that this is not written to in anyway to get you drinking. Nor I am trying to romanticize “drinking” sessions. These sessions, are in themselves, already an item, sans any exaggeration.


It doesn’t matter if it’s not a Saturday night, as the usual schedule for such a sessions is. Just as long as there’s a reason for a celebration or otherwise, then it’s a night *or even a day* of finding comfort with the likes of emperors and horses and saints, depending on how high your tolerance for alcohol is, and what your drinking-buddies have agreed to spend for * which is highly contingent upon how much damage their wallets can take or how much the generous benefactor can donate*.

And it doesn’t really take much effort to gather people to these sessions. Everyone is just a text away, or even a holler away. Invited or uninvited, they come. It is even easier to gather these people for “drinking” sessions than for doing group projects.


These sessions are primarily bonding sessions, where everyone says farewell to sobriety and say hello to intoxication. And just when people are already drunk or think they are drunk, they seem to have more guts, have more nerves, and become more daring.

Anyway, being wasted legitimizes every action and every word. All of a sudden every person finds him/herself whining about his/her issues – sensitive and non-sensitive ones. It is such a sight to behold when everyone starts pouring out his or her innermost sentiments – sentiments too inconceivable for each of them to posses; sentiments, too irreconcilable with each of their personalities. And they realize that it’s good that they are drunk because some revelations are just too much for a sound mind to handle.


“Drinking” sessions never lose their novelty. Never mind the hangover in the morning. Never mind that alcohol reduces the production of anti-diuretic hormones, hence more trips to the comfort room. Never mind the risk of getting grounded for going home so late or so early *in the morning*. Never mind the vulnerability to disclose too much. Never mind looking foolish for displaying one’s idiosyncrasies.


I could have promoted clean-fun here, instead of using this site to sell these sessions. It is just that sometimes, not-so-clean fun can be more ‘fun’ than clean-fun. But of course, one has to know his or her limitations too.

Puking because of drinking too much is not such a pretty sight. And so is going way too wild. We engage in these sessions as a way of exploring, of socializing, and not as a way of trying to get hooked.


So, when will be the next session? No need to see posters and print-ads for details.






p.s. how come photobucket is always down when I browse in my laptop? shit-ness :p