My love for beer

I can't remember when I started havinga fondness for beer. No doubt, my mom, as a practical mom would, introduced me to the drink at the age of 12, saying that it's good for girls to be able to hold their liquor. For some sort of self protection I guess.

But all through my teenage years, and even through my early twenties, I never really drank. Heck, I hardly even clubbed. No social drinking, no nothing.

Yet when I hit my late twenties, all of a sudden the social drinking became increasingly often. And the instinctive choice? Beer.

Cos I dislike sweet drinks. All those cocktails - the screwdrivers and the cosmos, the mojito and the pina colada, the sangria and the margherita. I can't drink any of those.

Yet I don't want to go crazy with the vodkas and the whiskies. So alas, beer becomes the optimum choice. It's just like me isn't it, always having a justification for everything.

My mother warns me that all this beer is going to grow a home on my stomach. Bad choice for a dancer like me whom on top of it all, is as vain as say, Paris Hilton maybe.

But hey, we'll tackle the problem when it comes eh.

For now, I'm happy with my Erdingers.














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