What is it like for a girl to get drunk?

Because of our professional relationship, we started learning winemaking in our sophomore year. At that time, the alcohol produced by everyone's secondary distillation had more than 50 degrees of alcohol. We were all in high spirits at that time. We wanted to produce and sell it ourselves, so we used ourselves as guinea pigs for experiments. During that time, the whole class was like crazy. , I drank like crazy in the laboratory building every day...

That’s when I started drinking. I used to be a teetotaler and had never even touched beer. Now I drink 50 or 60 degrees Celsius all at once. Liquor, you can imagine how powerful it is.

The teacher of the winemaking course is also a fun-loving person. After the course, he called us to open a pot in the experimental building. Of course, the wine at the party was the result of our experiment.

Everyone poured wine on each other that night, and without exception I was given two drinks. In an instant, my throat felt like it was on fire, my whole body was red, and I felt dizzy. After two more drinks, it was over. I couldn't raise my head anymore. My eyes were squinting uncontrollably. I felt sleepy.

Don’t say anything, you can’t hear anything. You just feel a buzzing in your ears, and your mouth opens unnaturally. It’s not a smile. My whole body was so weak that I could only lean against the person next to me.

The atmosphere became lively again, everyone had another drink, and now it was completely over. My stomach immediately turned upside down, and waves of nausea rose up in my throat. I knew something was wrong, so I quickly got up and ran to the trash can to vomit.

After vomiting, I was exhausted and couldn’t walk at all. My mind was much clearer. I knew everything other people said and did, but my cerebellum was paralyzed and I couldn’t control my body.

As for who carried me back and how I got back to the dormitory, I know very well, but my body is weak, my stomach is still very uncomfortable, my head is heavy and painful, and I really want to sleep again and again. No, that feeling is really worse than death. At this time, I secretly vowed never to drink again.