I've experienced a white christmas, twice. Once in tokyo when I was about 7 and once in America when I was 13-14ish. There is no reason for my family to celebrate christmas because we are not believers but somehow we do almost every year, just for the festive vibes. Every christmas eve, we would start drinking alcohol to countdown. And after christmas arrives, we would continue drinking because there's nothing else to do after having a large feast.
Got me thinking about the first time I overdid drinking. I was maybe 12-13ish? I don't remember how or why but I got a bottle of shitty sex on the beach, totally prepackaged and not as great at the ones you get in bars. I overestimated my ability and gulped down the bottle within minutes. I felt bloody horrible afterwards and puked all night, in secret of course. None of my family knew. That was pretty stupid. I controlled the amount I drank from then on. It was an utterly horrible experience. Since then, I never once over drank or got drunk.
Funny how christmas brings back the worst memories.
Any how, since it's christmas, I'm going to drink a cup of tea tomorrow. Because, well you know. My blog is called
tea
in
christmas
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