My Poor Liver

What started out as a gorgefest/steamboat dinner with Haolun and Jialing, degenerated into a binge drinking session with Robin, Chris and Haolun.

Yes Ms Aw, after you left, the drinks came fast and furious.

Let's see....

• Glass of white wine
• Glass of vodka lime juice
• Mug of Tiger beer (only drank it cos Mr Chui got dizzy after 2 mugs, otherwise, I HATE BEER)
• shot of B-52 (which the bartender shortchanged 1 layer of vodka cos she dunno how to make.. idiot)
• shot of flaming Barcadi

The flaming Barcadi was the MOST disgusting thing I've ever drunk in my life.

Stupid Robin. Upon hearing that I've never tried a flaming shot before, he egged me on. It's petrifying to SEE the freaking shot glass and its layer of flames.

But that's nothing compared with the TASTE of the drink.

It was fine until I hit the warm liquor. It was like a truck slammed into me.

My eyes watered, my throat was on fire, and I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. I could hear Chris and Haolun gasping away beside me.

And instantly, my sinus clogged up and I got a cold. Haiz, first and last time.

It was so bad, my very, very kind taxi driver stopped at a petrol kiosk to buy me tissue. And he gave me like 10 packets. He even stopped the metre when he dashed into the kiosk. Such a nice man.

When we were still relatively sober.

Bottoms up of the B-52 (yummy!)! (spot Chui's very red face. And that's from 2 beers. He's just entered a sales job that requires a lot of entertainment. Good luck fella)

All in all, fun night. We should do it again!

Next up, a clubbing session! Ok ok, let me go check my schedule first.