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[guanin]

I do believe I got drunk last night. Crap. I don't like getting drunk. Rather, I don't like the after effects of getting drunk. Public Service announcement: Drinking is not good for you, kids. Just say no. *breaks down laughing* Of course, when you live in England and the pub culture dominates all your nights out (So, where are we going?" "Pub?") it's not exactly possible. You know I didn't drink before coming here? Sure, I had some piña coladas, but I almost never have them with rum because I don't like them that way (they don't taste right) and some coquito, but that's totally worth it and I never got beyond tipsy. Then I get here and within a week we were off to the pub. and so it began. But I still never have more than 2 pints of cider, which is fine, except that apparently it's been too long since the last time I had alcohol and now my body's mad at me. and of course the really stupid thing is that I have to study! But none of us were thinking of that last night. We were just avoiding our misery. I'm not that hung over. I just got the nausea but nothing coming back up and that's gone now. I'm just giggly, really sleep deprived and still bumping into walls.

At least I'm a quiet drunk. Just giggly. But I'm always giggly. I'm know for being giggly. And quiet. So I'm a happy drunk but I don't break out into bouts of singing or get involved in discussions with other drunk people, because oh god arguing with drunk people is annoying. What with your brain cells all shot with alcohol, reason will not penetrate, except with very few people. Very few. So I didn't even try to get in the middle of that 'who's driving on the wrong side of the road' argument. Not doing it. And one of my friends spent half an hour fighting with guy over Rhode Island not being part of New York. But then supposedly the guy meant Long Island. Supposedly. So essentially he has no idea where his girlfriend is from. I just had some nice conversations with the two guys in our group, quiet and civil, and felt really bad that they both have girlfriends. Well, more one than the other. I really like him. But girlfriend. But he's still cool to hang out with.

To cheer myself up, I'm watching my novela. Long live the soaps. And I really think that I like this one so much because the poor male lead keeps crying all the time because he his foster sister yells at him that he's not her brother, he thinks he's married to his sister, he almost killed his little brother, save he didn't know it was his brother, his father's murderer killed said brother right after the grand, teary reconciliation. That poor guy! I just keep squeeing all over him. I've never seen a guy cry this much in a novela before. Although I'm glad they're getting rid of that 'real men don't cry' bollocks.

Moral of the story: Don't over drink. I should remember this. Of course, next time I probably won't remember. I'll at least try to have a big, fatty meal like the BBC hangover page tells me to do. I think I might grab some pizza. Except that the place I know is kinda far away considering the wooziness. But I want pizza.

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[visiblemarket.livejournal.com]

the poor male lead keeps crying all the time because he his foster sister yells at him that he's not her brother, he thinks he's married to his sister, he almost killed his little brother, save he didn't know it was his brother, his father's murderer killed said brother right after the grand, teary reconciliation.

And next week, on Heroes...;)

Yeah, I think if I had more access to things like hard cider, which is actually tasty and harder to get drunk on, I'd probably get drunk more often. Or at all. But likewise, it's good to have a night out, especially when you're in the middle of the exam crunch hell time.

[guanin.livejournal.com]

*snerk* I've always known Heroes is secretly a telenovela.

I get drunk on it very easily. One pint and the floor's already moving. But I have a low resistance. It's good, but then I haven't done anything in the whole day. *looks guiltily at books*

[visiblemarket.livejournal.com]

The whole Sylar "Are You My Daddy?" arc was either a telenovela or a run up to an appearance on the Jerry Springer show. To say nothing of the Petrellis in general, who are totally a telenovela family. Angela the strict matriarch, Arthur the evil father...it works out quite well.

I started feeling a little queasy (not even drunk, just queasy) from the shot I had right off, but there were contributing factors to that. Like not having eaten very much of anything that day. And hah. Yeah, I was going to try and finish a problem set today and...nope.

[guanin.livejournal.com]

I was just thinking that. And the Paire thing with Claire possibly getting a crush on that dashing young man who saved her but then it turns out that it's her uncle.

Drinking on an empty stomach will do that. Apparently it helps to have a big, fatty meal right before because the fat does... something. I know protecting the stomach lining was involved. I managed the humongous task of skimming through five pages of text. *head desk* well, I still have some time left.

[rampant-chaos8.livejournal.com]

I'll... keep that in mind for my birthday this year, as I'm turning 21 (legal drinking age in the US).

[guanin.livejournal.com]

I don't drink that much, it's just... London. When I turned 21 in Illinois, I bought a bottle of rum to show off my new license and opened it a grand total of two times. That's it.

[lotus0kid.livejournal.com]

Ahh, I miss going out and getting tipsy and/or drunk. I really have to work at it to be hungover the morning after. Anyway, my friends here aren't really the type. Oh well.

That novella sounds insane. Kind of like the Bollywood movie we watched a bit ago. Everyone in that film cried SO MUCH, it was kind of ridiculous. Not that they didn't have things to cry about, it was just like "Okay, can we have a little variety every now and then? Does sobbing have to be everyone's response to bad stuff?"

[guanin.livejournal.com]

I suspect that there's not going to be much drinking in Illinois, unless someone at the family parties stocks something other than beer. Or wine. But it is fun for a bite, right? Of course, hangovers aren't, though don't get headaches, but I do get nausea horribly easily. I've got a low alcohol resistance. My friends in PR don't really drink, either, which is why I never did, but that was before cider!

Actually, it's pretty normal. If it were less insane, it wouldn't be a novela, just a bad drama. Though the crying isn't as common on the guys, it's just that this guy is so sensitive. *pets him*