I wrote this when i was drunk.
In tigers, Aurora Subdivision, Ilo-ilo city. On june 27, 2014, drunk, feeling like the world is tumbling down on me; i feel nauseated.
WTF!?
I don't know what I was doing.
I even can't feel the touch screen on my tablet.
It was like... it was like... somebody was controlling me.
I'm not sure who he was but i think he was the demon in the beer.
The world seems to fall down everytime I move.
AWKWARD!!!
I felt dizzy.
I guess this is the fault of the beer.
Suck you, Red Horse
Heat...
Heat everywhere in my body.
I could barely hear anything.
It seems like the water vapor blocked my ear.
I don't know what will happen next.
Should i just sleep inside my dorm with my dorm mate partying all over?
Arghh...
My beermates were doing a little magic but i think it's so foolish.
Magics just fool our senses.
I like it whenever im drunk.
I could express my ideas better than normal.
I wanna be a pro-writer.
Should I drink everytime instead?
My beermates we're now playing fun with cigarretes.
They smoke, to be honest. But i don't.
They used to be drunk. But I'm not.
This was my first time.
I hope they would not influence me later.
If only i won't let my self be influenced, then i know that i wouldn't be.
Many say that when you're drunk, you do not know what was happening to you. But I do not believe. Maybe as of now. Let's see tomorrow; if i really don't know what i did today, i would refute this philosophy.
Woah... They're now betting money.
Magic all around. It was interesting. He changed 100PhP into 500.
Ohh. amazing!
What if he does that everytime?
Will he be richer than today?
I don't know what they will do if they read this short story.
Anyway, magic deserves another magic.
Let's hide this story here.
I checked my composition and am proud that i made it longer this time.
Personal experiences really is a great basis on making short stories.
I now believe in my teacher.
tsk! ;)
Okay, time to go now!
Meeting adjourned.
I can't take it anymore.
I still have my last glass of beer.
GULP?
Bye dear.
See you next drink session?
*smiley!*
PS:
I could barely hear anything.
It seems like im awake but fast asleep.
I drank my last beer, hopefully my last beer.
I'm the only one they're waiting for.
If I drink the beer, then we will leave.
Drink. drink, drink,
I drink.
***gulp... gulp... gulp***
I'm drunk!
Sh*t!
(In my dorm.)
Now this is what they call 'lasing.'
I changed my uniform to pambahay and cooked rice for dinner; I still feel dizzy.
Gosh!
I'm drunk, but at least i know what i was doing.
Anyway, I was working on this story heavy drunk, with 6 glasses of that Goddamn Red Horse beer.
Why was it fermented then?
Arghhh...
Thank you Tiger's. Im so, so drunk. I even asked my room mate not to wake me up when i fell asleep.
I might vomit. hehehe..
Lucky him; I so far, haven't.
Well, I hope! tsk!
----------------Palatandaan that you are already drunk-----------------
I could feel every limb on my body easy going.
Feeling dizzy.
Talking nonsense.
Smiling whenever you talk. hehehe...
Laughing so loud.
Cursing the beer. Dam*it!
Talking with your tito on the phone sarcastically.
Eating a lot. (?)
Dreaming about your fuc*ing sexy and erotic teacher.
Doing things you actually never do ordinarily.
Wanting to go to bed.... only after writing this composition.
ahahahahaha....
It seems like my movements are oh so quick and easy, ^¥$ $@?! £%¡
But dizziness is my worst enemy-my enemy of enemies.
I don't know if tomorrow, I will be aware that i am drunk. But thank God, its Friday!
Whohooo... Yeah!
One thing i remember: my papa eats a lot whenever he's drunk.
Will I inherit his legacy? hahaha
I am at this point where regrets should come.
Why did i drink?
Why am i drunk?
I shouldn't have done that!
I should've just studied in my dormitory...
ALONE.
Okay.
I don't want to eat food whenever I'm drunk.
I'm exactly my father's opposite.
All i want to do is to write this fu*king composition and sleep.
ooppssss.... Published!?
