I really didn’t know exactly what to say when a friend of mine asked me this silly question. The end of my second semester torture just ended, and i and my classmates was able to have some time to relax on the beach. It was a fine day, they were all having fun, having some drinks, some screaming their lungs out on the videoke machine, others were getting their ultimate tan – but me, i was just sitting along the shore when one of my classmates started a chat with my neurotic brain.
He was holding a glass of what they call ‘screw driver’, with alcohol and other things i don’t exactly know in it. He offered it to me, and i said “sorry, I don’t drink,” you should have seen his face in bewilderment, “Di nga? seryoso di ka umiinom? (seriously? you don’t drink?), then i answered, “No. I don’t. Is there a problem with that?”, I answered, “No. It’s just that there are only few of your kind left,” he replied, gave me a smile and went back to his group.
C’mon? is there something wrong with not drinking? As if I was an alien or something, maybe like an endangered specie? I don’t know. I really don’t like it, any part of it. It’s stinky, it makes you say things you really don’t mean and hurt people, it makes your head hurt the next morning you wake up, and most of the times, upon drinking too much… it makes you stupid. How do I know all of these? Of course I haven’t experienced it myself, but have seen how people acted upon the spell of alcohol and beer.
Now tell me, is there something wrong with me or this world is just spinning too fast?