Sometimes This Would Happen

I used to be able to get drunk. And people seemed to enjoy it. But, no more. Now, I'm one of those people who mysteriously "don't drink". It's true. I don't drink. Not for any moral or addictive reason. It's mainly because I'm not very good at it.

The last couple of times that I was intent on getting my drink on, I got sick within the first half hour. This was usually followed by the need to throw up and take a shower (as the party went on without me) or by my needing to go to sleep. No more fun for me.

(by the way, you can't tell because of the blur, but someone has cleverly written "69" on my forehead.)