so i walked like i had something shoved up my ass and freaked my friends out by showing them the wound but, it was all worth it. chalet at sentosa's costa sands with my 06 classmates. though some of them wernt part of the class, all were welcomed anyways. there's so many mosquitoes its so annoying....
anyways, i brought the Vodka that Junda & gang got me for my birthday and guess what? we finished everything.. -.- i think i drank the most. like 6 mixed cups. i only poured like 1/4 of the cup and mixed it with coke. so thats like 1 and a half cups worth of absolute vodka i was drinking. and yeah, see how red i am.
i know i can't really drink, but i still drink anyways. Gilbert was being very nice and he came down cos we were low on food & marshmallows, which was a good thing anyway cos at the end of the day i wasnt walking straight and my head was spinning so badly and bright lights hurt my eyes so much. i had to stop walking a few times to catch my breadth and bend over cos i was nausea.
& i did finally vomit outside Serangoon MRT station.
& i really thank God i found him cos he didnt say anything, he just patted my back and cleaned my mouth. & he tried to piggyback me but my wound was hurting really badly. he held onto me when i cant walk properly and he carried my bag. he kissed me when i prolly reeked of alcohol and vomit. he sent me home in a cab although he stays really far. and most importantly, he didnt blame me for drinking so much, he still could joke with me.
i really wonder how he can have so much patience with me.
happy second and many more to come.
ilu.
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