Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Intoxication...

We had our annual Pharmacy pubcrawl last Friday evening. We had huge attendance from 4th years as it was virtually our last pubcrawl. The shirts were alright. Pale light green is one colour I don't have in my wardrobe.

The event started at a pool lounge at 6pm (too early to be drinking by my standards) but I had meetings the whole day and needed to get myself freshened up. Drank a can of Red Bull to reduce my fatigue (since the more tired you are the easier it is to feel the effects of the alcohol). It really does give you wings! It contains taurine and is supposed to be an energy drink. I felt better after the drink. Could have been a placebo effect though.

Anyways, I went for dinner with friends after that and proceeded to join the pubcrawl from the 2nd stop. There were 2 games being played. One of them involved clothes pegs. If you were pegged for more than 5 seconds you would have to consume all of the drink you are holding. Another one was the toy soldiers game (though I didn't see any) where you would have to consume all of your drink if a toy soldier was found in it. Anyways, things didn't really take off until the last two stops.

Our 3rd stop was highly anticipated as the drinks were outrageously cheap. Imagine a mere $1 for vodka shots or mixes and $8 for jugs of beer. Needless to say, the bar was packed. I'm sure I waited in line for more than half an hour just to get my drinks ordered. By this time a few of my friends were starting to get tipsy.

On the way to the final stop I was on the receiving end of some minor violence from a certain female friend. After all the effort by womens' movements to advocate equality between the sexes and demand equal treatment; you tend to wonder why guys are still reluctant to engage in any acts of violence against women and even if they do, are very harshly punished. Regardless, the final stop was the most interesting if not troublesome. It was interesting learning about a new type of drink known as Jäger bombs. The drink consists of two parts. A shot glass filled with Jägermeister and a tall glass filled halfway with an energy drink (in this case, Red Bull). What you basically do is drop the shot glass into the tall glass thus mixing the drinks together. I know you might as well just mix the drinks without dropping the glass in but it's fun! Just like taking a tequila shot with the salt and lemon.

Alright, I'm digressing. But anyways, the girls seemed to be getting more and more tipsy and this eventually culminated in erratic behaviour from most of them. One of my friends was getting loud and physical. Another one spilt beer on my jeans. Yet about 2 or 3 others were just sobbing away together in a corner. I had my fair share of drinks but I don't get drunk very easily (I may be arrogant but it's true!). One of my friends is allergic to alcohol (oh cruel life!) and had to bear the brunt of helping take care of her intoxicated friends. She was assisted by some other sober friends. The main task was convincing the drunkards that it was time to leave and then making sure they had transport home accompanied by a trusted sober person. We got there in the end. Took a long time though. The remaining bunch were merely tipsy so we just brought the whole group to a pizza house which was originally meant to be the stop after the final stop (which if you think about it doesn't make the final stop final now does it?). Had a couple of games of foosball and shared 2 family sized pizzas to end the day. Eventually the rest went home and I managed to get home as well.

When we start drinking, it's very easy to forget the trouble we cause to those who aren't drinking. I'm not only talking about designated drivers. I'm also talking about those who have to worry about the safety of the drunks and ensure nothing untowardly happens to them. A tiresome task especially for those who don't drink. The awkward thing is that I drink but am still involved in the "carer" process almost every time. I still remember our first election victory party in 2004. I was almost drunk but still brought myself to ensuring that everyone had some way of getting home from the bar. Oh well, better that than living through a feeling of remorse if something bad happens to anyone.

In the end, the pubcrawl was pretty fun. It did get a little out of control though. I felt that it wasn't very appealing to see most of the girls intoxicated. It's just not cool. It's not the fact that girls got drunk. It's the fact that so many of them did. A rare reversal of roles in that virtually none of the guys in our group got drunk. Oh well, hopefully they'll know better to take care of themselves in future. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be a hypocrite. I've been drunk before as well. It's just the context. It's not good to get drunk in an environment where your safety is at risk. This was one of those environments. Too many weirdos around. Enough complaining, no one was hurt. Let's hope it stays that way in future.

8 Comments:

Blogger Daisy said...

HAHA it will be somehting to be remembered although it is slightly more than weird. You should remember it well.. And girls are not what you think anymore these days~ hehe ;)

Hugz*

10:19 PM  
Blogger Lä§t_H¤Pê said...

Well you've got a lot to say. I'm sure you'd realise that there's more than one reference to you in my post! I guess girls these days have lower moral thresholds just like society in general. Such a pity...

12:42 PM  
Blogger Daisy said...

WTH ... wat's with you and girls?

2:32 AM  
Blogger Daisy said...

WTH ... wat's with you and girls?

2:32 AM  
Blogger Lä§t_H¤Pê said...

Nope, nothing against girls. I'm just reminiscing on society in general! The moral threshold in society in general is very low nowadays, especially in western countries but the eastern ones are getting there. Why can't we live in the good old decent days?

12:32 PM  
Blogger Daisy said...

living in old decent days, would there still be improvement if its only Man doing all the work.

3:08 PM  
Blogger Lä§t_H¤Pê said...

Who says man does all the work? I mean good old days in terms of comparatively good morals...

3:20 PM  
Blogger Daisy said...

Don't bother about the girls..be the MAN when it is time to. :P

12:52 AM  

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