To get an insight as to what might have happened to me the day I got really drunk and did lots of arbit things, I decided to have just a little bit of vodka (thus coming out of premature retirement) and see what exactly would have happened…
As my first peg was assimilated, I felt my knees go weak. I got this attitude that what others think doesn’t matter. It is just that I have to enjoy myself. I remembered a certain somebody telling me repeatedly that “parties are just an instrument for you to let go. don’t worry about opinions people make of you then”. However, I could never implement it thus far. Today, the little vodka in my blood made me get rid of all my self-consciousness (a good thing I must say) and I managed to dance around like a drunk monkey (though I was careful not to venture near “her”, whose feet i’d fallen at on the previous occasion).
I also noticed that time went damn slowly. I seemed to do so many things in so little time. Then a friend of mine told me to practice my proposal on
After this I managed to witness some really amazing scenes. A couple of civilian seniors from IITM (one a classmate here and the other visiting…) got totally sloshed and engaged in a really-funny-to-watch lesbian dance! Then there was this HUGE group of guys who were trying to put blade to “her”. Made interesting watching. Then a wingmate of mine got totally sloshed and went around hugging other guys and giving them gyaan (I happened to be his first victim). Just escorted him back to his room.
Well, I must tell you that two pegs of vodka and LOTS and LOTS of mirinda simply can’t simulate a “six and out” as I would call my “episode that day” (named in honor of Shane and Brett Lee). But nevertheless I had fun at this party.
Guess I’ll sleep now. Got two submissions on monday….