How Times Have Changed in Macau

The first time I was drunk, it was in Macau.

It was me and a group of 6 other friends.  We were 16.  We all bought some Tsing Tao’s, had some drinking games, and were testing our limits.  Needless to say, since we’ve never knew what it was like to be drunk before, I remembered that night my world was spinning like crazy, as if you were on a roller coaster that spun you around 360 degrees over and over again.  I remembered feeling really bad and wished that I was a better son to my mom, and that I was going to die. Continue reading How Times Have Changed in Macau