The Word Cloud

I actually drank, I took a sip of that elusive sensation letting myself fall into a realm of experience I've skipped over. The feeling of being drunk is quite a interesting one, I felt dizzy, my vision blurred, my balance drifted away into another world and my mind became less fluid--but against that I kept walking, everything I drank failed to dent me into some kind of Fooly Cooly submission. I didn't let it take away my control, I drank a whole glass of vodka--to the surprise of many--without feeling my body responding to the odd liquer.

I had a drink simply called the "Terminator", my sister and her boyfriend (they took me out to drink) said it would get me in twenty minutes at the pace I drank (half a glass within a minutes) and somehow, it didn't get me in the two hours until I was watching the news. My mind--even intoxicated--could take it without question, I watched the news drunk and got it. And even when I had two glasses of vodka--each one gone within a minutes to surprise of many at the rate I could drink--I could feel the sensation of it trying to get me, but I still watched the news on The Sun supporting the fucking Conservitives, I got it.

People were quite surprised at me taking achohol without a problem--for my first time--from some assuming I'd be a angry drunk. Quite the opposite. I was enjoying myself and completely overjoyed in the experience being quite easy to take--completely different from what I expected and quite nice I can choose when I experience being drunk. I like the feeling, but I prefer to feel it a month at a time--nothing more or less.