Inspired by the Theme Thursday from the lebanese tweeples about favorite drinks , many memories came rushing back about my drinking times. First i want to say that I believe that alcohol are noble drinks like wine and whiskey or funky and exotic like mojitos, mai tais – at least they are something with a history that humans been working on for hundreds of years to perfect and for me the last goal of alcohol is to loose control. That being said here are my “je me souviens”
Je me souviens ano our teenage drink was beer. Amstel then almaza were my favorite. I remember our msheri3 in summer when we used to make a fire, bring potato, hommos akhdar, foul, bazella and lots lots of beer. we used to count the shooting stars and make wishes that would undoubtly come true , we used to sing song over the fire (souk 3oukaz) , the most popular music instrument was majma3 l nido aw l tatra acting as a derbakeh , the most popular game was “ose tu dis ou la verite” aka “truth or dare” … the 2 most common dares for some reason were “write ur name with your ass on the wall” and “kiss somebody” …. needless to say, that we used to know who had a crush on who , and being drunk and all, it was totally justified to kiss someone cuz you were ordered to.
My next drinks memories where with the university gang, here is a particular one in uni :
After meeting up bl cafette, we would get lazy and just decide to skip the “stupid” classes and just attend the important ones , billiard(yes we had 2 billiard tables bl caffette), cards, TV were enough conviction for anyone. Once after shi 3 hours spent in caffette , I simply had too many beers but afterward we decided to attend the networking class. i was a pain-in-the-ass, know it all person , but that day i was hugging the desk and sleeping , the teacher didn’t like that and made sure someone poked me every once in a while, eventually i decided to “sa7se7″ and pay attention. the teacher had an elaborate diagram about routers drawn up the board , and expecting us to answer, he asked one of his questions, the class went silent for a while, so i felt the need to answer , after pondering seriously over what the diagram represents, i raised my hand finally and replied “those are cylinders” , the tone of my voice was as if i made the discovery of my life and the class went to a booming laughter.
Other drinks memories from uni were “the last exam days” memories, whenever we had finals, on the last day we would come to uni wearing the swimming suits under our summerish clothes , the math is simple, they can’t expell us anymore, so we would rush to the beach and start the party already, then the whole class would go clubbing till most of us end up hugging the toilet or each other. Once a friend had a bottle of arak that broke in the class, people were effing from the smell, we were effing that we lost a whole bottle of arak baladeh !
At work , i remember people becoming too talkative after having too much wine on company dinner, many company secrets were spilled out… but my favorite drinking-at-work memory was when one day we came at work and found left overs from a party the day before, the cleaning lady was not there yet, so me and georges – my partner in crime back then-Â made sure to hide in the kitchen the 3/4 bottle of tequila remaining . Needless to say, every once in a while , we would visit the kitchen, sometimes together , sometime alone and get a shot. george made more trips to the kitchen that i did, but at the end of the day we had to drag ourselves to leave work. we spent the day laughing at stupid stuff and trying to act “normal” . the next day we knew that everyone was wondering why the hell both of us were so cheery. i think that day qualifies as one of the best days at work i ever had
The time when i was drunk the most was with friends, one of us used to work in a pub, we collected a really big bouta and talked him into closing the pub for us + having an open bar + we get to choose the music.
We were experimenting with drinks, trying out new ones specially stuff with interesting colors, stuff that we set on fire before drinking… at the end, i remember being dragged out to get fresh air , then we went to dora to get coffee, i remember being stuck on a song for an arabic female singer called “ya sababin el shai” , i was singing it in chorus with a friend at top annoying volume. we didn’t shut up until they gave us our tea. i remember that back home i spent the night with the toilet in a very strong hug, the party was on friday, i remember that it was till sunday afternoon that i felt like going out again and it was to get more coffee
the coffee shop at dora were our usual stop for coffee after drinks. the most expensive cup of coffee i ever had was for 100 usd, i paid the guy the paper and left.. next time i visited, he gave me back the money – talk about honesty -
I share drinks with friends over the internet, usually when there is something to celebrate or when doing a remote sahra. even tho they won’t know, i do the cheers gesture and drink each time we say cheers on chat
I remember the funny times at the dorm when we used to gather up bl salon and sip drinks. i remember that when a new girl used to join, most of the time we would do a welcoming party after she settles, we made sure she is the one who does most of the drinking thus most of the talking. I strongly believed that it used to bond us in some way or at least melt the ice. what i hated the most was when more girls would join, that caused that we run out of alcohol, so one of us used to have to go and buy more, usually the shop was just across the street, but i used to hate the idea of someone or me having to cross a road while tipsy. At one of those nights, I remember that once a friend was wearing a really cute pantoufle, i ended up hugging her foot thru the evening and i strongly refused to let go of it even when it was time for bed. of course i eventually did, but next day was full of jokes, pics were taken and i put the pantoufle pic as a desktop background on my laptop for a while to memorize the night.
well i guess that made a really long post , many many memories that involve drinks. share yours in the comment so it goes up as a post 
Recent Comments