On Getting Drunk

Friend-TCH: Bong, you're drunk is it?
Me: No lar, who said?!
Why you smiling like that?
Happy mar, cannot kah?
You're drunk already...
No, I'm not.
Drunk people never admit they're drunk.
Whatever la... I'm going back to sleep.

Fine, I admit I was drunk on the 4th night we were there. I was drinking together with a few other coursemates and some of the foster fathers.

Despite the dizziness, I felt light-hearted, and everything felt good. I definitely was high. And I was the happiest since a while. I wasn't unconcious, I was still able to walk, although not really straight. And I was beaming the cheshire cat's smile to everyone else.

The highlight was, I had the best sleep ever. No dreams whatsoever.

So, I want to feel that again.



Just maybe not from the 15 glass full of tuak over here.



ps: tuak = alcoholic beverage made of fermented rice, yeast and sugar, and drunk in Borneo. It is a popular drink amongst the Ibans of Sarawak during Gawai festivals or during the welcoming of visiors.