The First Time I Had Alcohol115Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0zjrzX4O9F
And this is why I dreaded being an attention seeker—because of what would happen if people’s attention was caught by my very existence. In short, people wouldn't be able to help themselves but would fuss over everything.
This other time, I most definitely had no idea what was going on in my head.115Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡou7hbrjh0j
I went ahead and bought a type of spirit alcohol called "Explorer," which had a high level of alcohol content of about 40% AV, which most boys would call crazy toxic. Other boys at my school would dread thinking about drinking. It was a big bottle, probably more than 500 ml; it was probably around 750 ml.
I went and drank ⅘ of the bottle behind the dorms. The person who had told me about this super strong drink came where I was and drank the other remaining ⅕.
I was also eating a sweet at the same time to avoid a stinky breath afterwards because alcohol drinking was taboo at school. I did not feel in the slightest drunk, maybe because I was drinking it mixed with juice for the first part. After finishing the spirit alcohol, I went back to my dorm room and slept.
My dorm mate, who drank the other ⅕ of the bottle, came and told me to wake up and walk around. She was sort of an expert in the whole drinking department.
But I didn’t listen because I told her that I wasn’t feeling drunk at all; all I was feeling at that point in time was just drowsiness. And also, all I could feel was how badly my chest was hurting from drinking that much alcohol for the first time in my life. And all I wanted to do was sleep off the pain.
So she went outside of the dorm for a few minutes. When she came back into the dorm, she didn’t ask or anything; she just grabbed my hands and dragged me off the bed where I was sleeping.
By then, I was feeling woozy. She told me to hang on to her shoulder and go for a walk to the school classrooms. We got there, and she told me to stand behind the door for a few minutes because she had to talk to some people who were inside the classroom.
As soon as I stood alone there, I don’t know how, but I lost my balance, and I fell backwards behind the door. The girl who was standing in front of me, when she saw me on the floor, literally laughed her head off.
My dormmate then came and took my hand and helped me stand up. I told her that I had to go back to the dorm because I was getting too weak to walk around.
We got to the dorms, and then I slept on my bunkmate's bed. Her bed was under my bed. I was too tired to climb onto my bed, and so I told her to go ahead and sleep on my bed.
Later on, I woke up and felt quite an intense pain inside my chest. It felt like I was burning from the inside, and there was nothing in particular I could do about it. And at the same time, I felt like puking. I then puked on the floor and blacked out.
When I opened my eyes for a little bit, for a short while, I saw so many people in my dormitory—of fourteen people—and heard so much noise in my dorm room. It seemed like people wanted to get into my dorm and see what had happened to me, but there wasn’t enough space for them to get in, so it was causing a commotion.
At the same time, people were singing, but obviously I wasn’t able to make out what the song was. I don’t know what happened next because I passed out again. Since I don’t remember much of the stuff that happened after, I was told that the noise I heard was from so many people who were trying to get into our dorm.
It turns out they wanted to see what was going on with me and also take videos. I was also told by other people that the seniors at my school were taking videos and singing about what had transpired. And that’s what caused the commotion in my dormitory to be so wild and loud.
I don't remember ever drinking at school after that. Because when I was drinking the spirit, it painfully burned my throat and chest as I was drinking it. I particularly did not fancy that..
As for the hangover that followed me to the next day, the day of the school assembly, let's just say that's a story for another time...115Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD22bJmKFhI
