party time...= =

I was just back from a party in Balmor tower, one of my batch architecture students organised it. At first, I was not willing to go, whispered in my heart when asked by Dara, my flat mate. Then, I thought that maybe it was the chance to meet new friends or to talk to some architecture friends. As a result, I changed my mind and went to the party.

Surprisingly there were just 3 architecture students, excluding me and my another 2 architecture’s friends who went there together. In fact, party or bar is the most common night event here. Moreover, the spot light is always on the drink! Drink means beer, wine, vodkas and whatever with alcohol.

I told them I would not drink for the night, but eventually, I tried some wine because my Taxes friend told me wine is healthy... I mean “yeah”... I drank because I was too bored there. The music was loud, they were just drinking and talking...

The party was blown off, because a group of them said: let's go Union.. And more than half went to the union. Student Union to me, in my first impression when I was surfing Dundee’s net in Malaysia, was a welfare society for students. Astonishingly, it is a bar and disco place. Everyone enjoys in the union, drinking or looking pretty girls or handsome boys to fuck off. To me, it is bullshit. Meaningless. It is not my culture, seriously.

I had my first drink there, a sole beer, with lemon; then a thick black Guineas; followed by a shot, forget the name though. I licked the salt on left hand then quickly “throw it into me” (a new phrase means drink it fast) with right hand and finished it by biting a lemon immediately. Actually it was a small cup of alcohol, but I was told that it was very strong, more than 40%; then a mix of Coke and didn’t know what beer. So, £2 per drink, I took 4 drinks, and had to pay for the stupid £6, cause subsidised by Dara. I get drunk for the first time, face,ear and eyes turned really red. I wouldn’t forget about that night for my first drink, though it was not a nice memory.

My attitude toward drinking is:
I wouldn’t reject any culture of the local, including drinking and party and pub.
I’ll be open to accept anything, but still, I’ll pick what I should and forget about what I shouldn’t.
I paid £9.9K but the local didn’t pay any. So, I should be the one who work 9.9K times than them in architecture, right? Of course with a bit of social once in a while.

K, enough, sleep now.