Bacardi 151...

If you haven't tried it before, I suggest you don't. It's probably one of the strongest liquor you can find in Singapore or even the rest of the world. It's 77% alcohol for crying out loud!!! Definitely not one for the faint-hearted...

Given my distaste of alcohol, there's no reason why I should be pouring 3 shooters of this poison down my gullet. Well... Certain occasions call for the need of alcohol and last night was one of it. Firstly, my beloved Man Utd lost 2-1 to the team I hate most, Liverpool. Secondly, it was a treat from someone who obviously wanted me fricking tipsy. Thirdly, I couldn't have done what I did afterwards without alcohol in my blood stream.

Since it was nothing glamorous, it's best I not be too explicit about it. So those that know about it, pls keep it to yourself. If there was ever an appropriate analogy to describe what I did, I would say downing the 3 shooters of Bacardi 151. It was certainly fast and furious. The initial stage leading up to the penultimate event was money and time consuming. It was somewhat draining mentally and physically considering the stigma attached to it; drawing the similarity of drinking the poison. You question yourself if you should be drinking it knowing full well the likely outcome. Not to mention the taste is simply awful and it burns ur throat a whole lot. However, the kick comes fast. Before you even know it, you can feel the intoxication. This is where I relate to the penultimate event. It came earlier than I expected and ended in a flash. After which, the hangover starts to kick in and you wish you were better off dead. You feel the whole world is spinning and your head is gonna explode anytime, making you regret drinking it in the first place. Oh well... When I had what I wanted, I realised it wasn't that fun after all causing me to think of ways to end it. Remorse started to set in and I just couldn't help but wonder about the consequences that were to follow.

Just keeping my fingers crossed that nothing will happen...