We went to Brewerkz on Friday night, and had a good time, although I wasn't feeling that well after that.
Meng was at the restaurant/bar the earliest, and found out that there was a 45 minutes waiting queue. We soon arrived, and met him at Liang Court, where he was having dinner. We were still discussing, with Wendy and William, whether we should go to another place for a drink, but the food at Brewerkz beckoned, and Meng was very persistent, so...
We met up with the rest of the guys, including Lina, who only joined us because Survivor was already over on TV. Much thanks to her. Heh. Anyway, we started off with a tower of golden ale, and a sampler set for me, since that was my first visit to Brewerkz. We had some finger food to go along with the beer, and it was really nice washing down the greasy, oily food with ice-cold beer.
That is, until the point when we finished the food. Yuanxiang, who has just stepped off from a plane, set a relentless pace, toasting to every and anything under the sun. It was fine in the beginning, but the effects of the beer came over us soon after.
The tower soon gave way to a second one, and a third one after that. It wasn't long before I was feeling the effects of the beer, and it felt like lots of gas trapped inside your body, without any way of forcing the gas out. It was terrible.
It wasn't long before we had enough, and the idea of going home sounded better and better. But it wasn't the end of my ordeal. I was barely conscious on the way home, and I was hugging the toilet bowl soon after I reached home. It was only after vomitting out my dinner, until I got spittle in my nose, that I felt better.
Luckily enough, I suffered no hangover the next day, although I was pretty groggy. Ah well, it was fun; you can never have a bad time with close friends.
If you are free, take a look at how my condition deteriorated as the night went by.