damn shag, it's been a busy week.


clubbing on wed was a complete disaster. here i was saying how i've never been drunk before and wondering how it felt and the next thing i know, I WAS DAMN HELL WASTED. well, it wasn't the incoherent drunkard with all the cryings and embarrassing acts but it was as unglam as i can imagine.


we went mos but the music was uber sucky, throw in another sweaty auntie rubbing against us, we were out shortly after we finish the cranberry vodka. n to fulfill my desire of checking out the "foreign talents" and their pole dancing skills, the gang was dragged to lunar by me. which to my horror, din have pole dancers till quite late, and the best part was it being at some place which i couldn't figure out and could only be seen through the screen. at least the ching chong music created some form of entertainment for me.

back to my 1st wasted experience. let me tell u, it's HORRIBLE. i seriously wish i could cut off all contact with all those who went with me tt day just so i dun have to relieve it again. i was practically hanging on to jj for most of the way to the cab, and out. it was THAT bad, i couldn't even stand straight or walk without assistance. i ended up slping with my contacts and make-up on, tgt with a worried mum.





of cos, i blame it all on the AWFUL lychee martinis. it was so bad tt daph n jj was sober only cos it was too awful to take so me n ls downed most of the martinis tt we got. it was so yucky tt we drank it so fast and furious. LOL



n if u think tt was bad, the HANGOVER was wayyyyy worst. waking up at to a bad headache, incapable of showering myself and nausea were just a few of the bad things i had to deal with. not to mention needing "someone" to wake me up.


thurs had dinner with my beloved odacians as a make-up for the missed cable-ski trip, the usual gang tgt plus the seasport chief who was MIA-ing for so long. hopefully there'll b a tennis session soon one of these days. n "wanted" was not bad for some action though the storyline was alright only, but watching it with them was definitely the highlight of the week.

and for a break, i decided to head str home for dinner on fri. as fate would have it, i actually decided to try taking a bus home instead of the train. as i was walking to the stop, i wenta check out the zara sales in case the bag i was aiming for was on sales. well, it wasn't there but i definitely din just turn ard and go home. THE SALE WAS FANTASTIC! there were just so many nice pieces tt i wanna get, but too bad i din bring anyone out for the extra cash. in the end i bought 2 turtlenecks for work and 1 pair of my "favourite pants" (i wld have bought 2 if i had more cash).

aft i came out of zara, i realised tt the way to the bus stop was in the opp direction. my god, i spent almost 100bucks on my mistake.

to make up for it, i decided to stay home on sat to clear the mess i've created over the week.

but as it always happens, my fren had to call me on fri night to chat, ending with a meetup arranged on sat. her wanting to satisfy her shopping apettite aft all the discounts she saw at THE CENTRAL, and me wanting to cure my ZARA crave. so we ended up meeting at the central cos the whole mall was having wonderful sales, according to her.

as predicted, we ended up buying an amazing amt of loots and a steal. true enough, some stores are actually offering a mark down of their goods as low as 13bucks storewide regardless of the original price. i bought till my card got declined, though it din have alot left in the 1st place. i m so dying to go back there aft my pay come in to grab more stuffs.

lastly, UBI CHICKEN RICE TMR with all the ubi kias before we head off to sheng's hse to play MAHJONG. so exciting.

c, i m packed like a sardine from mon to sunday. though it's a little too busy for my liking but i kinda think it's good for me to get off my current addiction. everytime i get an relapse, it usually will last for a few days before the damage from the "tar" successfully stops me again.

actually, i feel like i m swimming in the endless sea, trying to move towards a paradise which i dun even know if it exist. the waves deterrent and draining, sometimes u just wish there was a piece of floating wood to catch you just to take a breath and not an island where u'll have to actually stop and take a break from ur journey, risking the possibility of forgetting ur final destination.

but when such lumber drifted by, i din have the courage to hold on to it, for fear of splinters n wat not.

♥ 10:48 PM