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Sunday, January 28, 2007 I've never gotten so wasted in my 21 years of existence.Went swimming and kickboxing with Munster as usual. After which, we went looking at some cosmetic jewellery and Munster bought a very pretty ring and a pair of candy-sweet earrings while I bought a pair of elegant moonstone earrings. Then we were off to the McDonalds at King Albert's Park to meet Munster's friend. At around 7 plus in the evening, we went to Holland Village for dinner. Decided to try out the food at Hog's Breath Cafe which originates from Australia. Ordered some fingerfoods and chicken caesar wrap. The food was really good and we just stuffed ourselves with the food as we talked. The service was excellent too! Free flow of iced water, very hospitable staff and I even got a complimentary Hog's Breath Cafe coaster! Hog's Breath Cafe is a superb place to eat because it's got various discounts for various card holders. Munster and I only had to pay $15 each when the bill came. All in all, I give this place 2 thumbs-up 'cos I've only got 2 thumbs. Haha... I have been feeling kinda down for a period of time and decided to drown my sorrows in alcohol that night. So I kinda pestered Munster to bring me to drink and we walked to Siam Reap after dinner at Hog's Breath Cafe. We ordered 3 pints of erdinger for me and just iced water for Munster 'cos she had drank quite a lot of alcohol the night before. After the first pint, I was feeling kinda high already. Went to take a piss and then the 2nd pint was ready for consumption. By the time I downed the 2nd pint, my face was bloody flushed and I was feeling light-headed already. Had difficulty finishing the 3rd pint but still managed to do it. Was sobbing my heart out by then, and all I could remember was Munster gently stroking my hair and telling the bartenders that I was fine. Throughout the whole time, I can only remember doing a few things. Staggering a lil during toilet trips, answering my mom's phone call and trying my darnest not to slurr, rejecting a hug from a bartender, sobbing and SMS-ing loads of rubbish. A lil while after finishing all the drinks, I was feeling queasy and I knew I had to make it to the toilet fast. Stumbled a lil from getting off the seat and excused myself, then tried very hard to walk straight to the toilet. Took off my pants, sat on the toilet bowl and pissed. Then, it happened. I puked. I puked into the sink. (The toilet bowl was occupied by my ass lah. Hahaha...) I puked and puked and puked till the whole sink was flooded. Gross! Then I turned on the tap and let the water run, washed my hands, mouth and face. I just sat on the toilet bowl and stoned after that. Munster knocked urgently and repeatedly on the door, asking me if I was OK to which I replied I was fine. Came out from the toilet after wearing my pants back on. Munster held me firmly by the arm and led me back to the seat. Don't remember what I did but had another urge to puke again. Excused myself again and made it to the toilet just in time to squat down and puke into the toilet bowl. I puked and puked. Just squat there stoning, oblivious to what was happening around me. Realised that puking when drunk was not as bad as puking when sick 'cos the vomit just came out damn easily. Again, was led back to the seat by Munster. Couldn't quite remember what happened then until Munster told me the next day. Seemed like I couldn't keep my head up and Munster wanted to send me home but I was babbling like a fool 'bout not wanting to go home and all. Luckily I am a quiet drunk - don't make a lot of noise or funny actions when I'm drunk. Thank goodness for that last shred of diginity. She gave in to my babbles and pleas by staying till it was closing time and we really had to go. Munster supported me firmly by the arm and we walked to hail a cab. I was having difficulty walking straight but I tried very hard to. I wasn't about to buckle and make myself look more foolish than I already had. Got into a cab and I took out a plastic bag despite almost half-gone. Wasn't going to puke into the cab, wasn't going to puke out of the window while the cab was moving. Then the last thing I remembered before drifting off was holding very tightly to my plastic bag. Then Munster nudged me awake to ask me about the exact location of my place. I replied and soon I was home. Puked four times into the plastic bag when I was at the void deck. Made it home in one piece, carrying a plastic bag half-full with vomit. Hahaha... Went to the rubbish chute and threw it away. Washed my face, rinsed my mouth and tumbled into bed immediately. The moment I hit the pillows, I passed out. Didn't even know what time I reached home that night but I awoke at 5.51am, feeling very sober and stupid. Whoever got drunk over 3 pints (1.5litres) of erdinger?! Me. My first time getting wasted. Definitely very memorable. *****
Went to NUS the next day for dinner with Munster and Melvin. After which I went for desserts with Munster at Munchie Monkey's. They were having some sort of Art Fest and a lil performance was held on the small platform there. ![]() We ordered Chocolate Brownie and Apple Cobbler. Yummy! Then we left and went to explore Munster's room at the hall. Haha... She's got a very nice cosy room which I think seemed bigger than my Brudda's. Then I went over to my Brudda's room at Sheares Hall for a while to do a bit of catching up. I think I was still feeling the hangover 'cos I was pretty quiet and suddenly had difficulty holding back my tears. Luckily, it was almost time to go home and I let my tears fall freely on the way home in the cab. ***** Went to Gramps' today. Was feeling bored, so I took some shots of my thunder thighs while lying down on my aunt's bed. ![]() ![]() Sorry for the dark pictures and thanks for bearing with the long post. =) P.S: Sorry Mommy, for making you so worried that night. I didn't mean to abuse myself that way, but I'm just unhappy with myself. I don't like me. I will get my life back on track, I promise. =( P.P.S: Thank you, Munster dearie. Thanks for taking care of me and for being there for me when I was down. *hugs*
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