Thursday, March 31, 2005

I want my MARTINI!!!

What a great night it was puking and all. I hope this is like gonna help me shed off 20 kg or something.

I am piling on so much weight, not from eating but from drinking. Bless me.

I downed like 8 or 9 vodka mixers at a shot cos i didnt feel anything. Oh just wait till it hits baby.

Fuck. It's one blardy miracle I could stand and walk.

Hellavu night.

Now I hope I aint suffering from post night clubbing syndrome or hangover or whatever shit you call it. Nope, I haven't drunk a cold beer nor a bloody mary nor down loads of h2o. All I did was to dive straight into the Gothic Jap Porn Star's bed.

Speaking of the Gothic Jap Porn Star, she's one lucky bitch.

Her Happy bartender Mr Bond is so sweeet. Yeah, replying her with something that went like this, "I miss ya so much but you just don't seem interested in me."

Can someone please knock the girl into the right frame of mind and wake her up from her playing-hard-to-get attitude?

If my Happy supervisor Martell were to say that to me, I'll hit the roof in ultimate estascy!

Dang, my red frisee and thousand island combination is not going well with my stomach. Can just feel it moving uncomfortably in my stomach, and I wager it'll hit the large intestines before I know it or just crap it all out, either ways top or bottom.

Now I'm really hungry. Should I cook noodles or what? Haha, maggi mee reminds me of Bubbles.

Incoherent. Damn. I need foooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood......

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home