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another drunken night
Sunday, February 07, 2010

what? school hasn't officially started so i'm allowed to drink okay.
thank god there are NO unglam pictures to remember this night by.
except that Mariya was there to see it.

it started with a gathering of chinese people at Ke & Amy's place.
(yes we chinese stick together like rice ha-ha-ha let's get over it)

so we bought some beer. only 2 six packs.
cos it's saturdaay evening and all shops are closed except for the coops petrol kiosk.
Amy had some red lable at home which resulted in a mixture of drinks.

btw sweet white wine tastes DISGUSTING
after you have prepped your tastebuds with beer and scotch whisky.

so imagine, 2 six packs, 1 bottle of red lable and 2 bottles of sweet white wine.

ke was damn high by then and tried to put on her make up cos we were going to a bar
(having run out of alcohol)
obviously she totally messed it up
and was looking real weird with one eye in horrible make up
so she decided that she'll just go out like that

somehow in my semi high stage, i managed to convince her otherwise.
somehow we ended up in the bar
FYI the beer was disgusting.
somehow i went out and talked to mariya
yes i still remember what we talked about.

some weird guy came over to talk to us.
i suspect to steal our beer.
anyway the night ended with me puking all over the street okay.
yes again
yes this time in bulle.

RARGH
i will not drink again.
ever.
i feel horrible.


3:49 AM