haven't needed to do this for a long while
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OH GOD SO WASTED LAST NITE APPARENTLY I PUKED ON MY BED.
APPARENTLY COS YOU TOLD ME BUT I BELIEVE YOU COS I CAN STILL SMELL IT AT 10A, IN THE MORNING.
last thing i rmb was the awesomely bad chocolate drink and after that, nothing.
traumatising and horrific, and totally reminding me of the movie "the hangover".
HASN'T HAPPENED IN ALMOST 2 YEARS, WON'T BE HAPPENING ANYMORE ANYTIME SOON. i swear to god. and all his angels.
(and im sorry to pengyu, afiq and ESPECIALLY TO AISHAH WHO I APPARENTLY WAS TRYING TO WEDGIE TO THE GROUND, and brian.... yeah lets just leave it at sorry and not what i did to make me sorry hah.)
ok sorry for finally getting to a level5 (WASTED OUT OF MY MIND) and i wont let it happen again.
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i just found out i was lied to.
for like the 30millionth time.
i wonder if the other people know that they were conned as well.
really hope they do cos i dont wanna be the only one thats hurt by this whole debacle (yes ego is bruised like a banana jostled arnd at the back of a fruit van. early morning metaphors cannot make it i know hah).
he said he'll settle it, but have no idea how he's going to bring himself to.
we'll just see lor.
see whether the 30millionth times the charm tho honestly, am very quickly losing my last shreds of patience.
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DRINK DRANK DRAMAAAAAA
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omg i love that blogger is working in office! yet another distraction from work tsktsk, ash will not be happy.
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hate when ppl say that im drunk and realised that since diff ppl have diff tell tale signs of level of intoxication, have to come up with a PERSONALISED ("Charlotte Drink Drank But Is Not Quite Drunk... Yet") 5 tier system-->
type of high
tell tale signs
recommended actions
1) buzzed (yay prosecco!)
happy high/ talk and laugh louder than usual
ok to continue
2) high
silly high/ possibility of swaying when walking
proceed to drink but with caution
3) drunk
lame "cock talk" high (yes double entendre noted and intended)/ might trip but will catch myself before i fall
time to stop drinking. seriously.
4) gone
retarded "only shit talk" high/ stumbling, high probability of dropping phone in toilet/ randomly physically assaulting ppl/ emotional outbursts/ may puke dependent on whether anything was consumed before drinking
GET THE JUG OUTTA MY HAND COS I CANT DO IT MYSELF!
5) wasted
too drunk to talk high/lying on floor puking, have been known to attempt to throw myself out of a moving cab before/ extreme emotional outbursts
prob too drunk to feed myself
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PEOPLE, LISTEN, HIGH DRUNK AND WASTED ARE HIGHLY CONTEXTUAL!
many a times have i gotten into alot of trouble for drinking too much, cos im told "dont get wasted" and to me, as long as im not lying comatose on the ground or puking, im not wasted.
so hopefully more ppl will see this and realise that
1 & 2 CANNOT BE CONSIDERED DRUNK,
AND 3 & 4 CANNOT BE CONSIDERED WASTED.
VERY DIFF THINGS PEOPLE!
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admittedly though, my worst habit is the inability to stop drinking when i start cos the more i drink, the less i taste and the thirstier i get. lethal combi. must start giving out forms to the staff at boulevard so they'll know when to stop serving me drinks (they have a penchant for making waterfalls and kiwi long islands for me for some strange reason) or throw a bucket of water at me so that i'll sober down.
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k time for boulevard to test my theory.
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wow my blogger is actually working in office!
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so anyway,
i lost my phone this morning at home.
searched for half an hour to no avail.
got thirsty and decided to go get water.
found it in my fridge.
gooooood job.
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and this is your royal chui-ness looking hilariously happy.
ps: wheres the rest of the photos?!
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23
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so one of my birthday resolutions is to blog more.
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hah ok no not really.
myriad of reasons incl:
1) deciding that blogging is a narcissistic and seriously time consuming activity. for me anyway. since half the time i blog with the assumption that people will want to read abt my exciting life when in actuality (i likey that word!) am actually sibei unexciting and unentertaining. in writing at least considering how linguistically lacking i am.
2) am too busy pretending that im too cool to be forever camping out online COS I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE.
3) am just lazy cos typing requires strenuous mental and physical activity that i do not require. i need to save my braincells for vegging out in front of the telly.
ok i jest, number 2 us a lie.
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ANYHOW,
guess am just here to assure everyone that im still alive (again, assumption that readers care hahaha god i sound so self loathing) and that yes, I AM FINALLY HAPPY.
like really.
this is prob gonna jinx it, but when i blew out the candles on my birthday cake, my actual wish was "i hope i stay as happy as this for the rest of my life".
again thank you to those (esp you two :)) for the amazing surprise at the stroke of midnight. flabbergasted doesnt even cut it. i think i went into hyperventilation mode for a few mins after that. and all the birthday wishes. wahlau love sms and fb i tell you. im just gonna pretend fb doesnt have the birthday reminder thingy and delude myself into believing that everyone voluntarily rmbed :D
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birthday was near perfection. spent it in awesome company (who voluntarily took leave for me! i told you. awesome lah.), didnt go to work, woke up at noon, nua-ed in bed till 4, ate the egg mayo baguette at delifrance (omg orgasmic. was craving that for 3 straight days and finally got down to eating it.) AND PLAYED MJ.
all the way till 11.59pm 22/10/2009, i was up. good omen rite.
k then it transitioned into 23/10 and i lost $15 in the end. BUT STILL! optimistic that this will be a good year.
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oh, and im full time at the events company alr :) AND THO I DO LOVE MY JOB, SOMETIMES, THIS WHOLE WORK ON WEEKENDS THING IS DRIVING ME NUTS. SUNDAY AND I HAVE TO BE DOWN AT FREAKING TANAH MERAH GOLF COURSE FOR SOME CHARITY GOLF TOURNAMENT. RARRRRRRRR. k am done ranting. i really do love my job :) (hi ash and cheyenne hope you guys havent read to this portion hurhur.)
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and have yet to post pics of the new hse!
soon soon.
so many things to do. so little time. fingers and toes and whatever other bendable regions crossed that 23 sees me climbing out of the quarter life crisis ditch and laughing at faces of those motherfuckers.
as it is am alr laughing quite hard :)
SUCKERS.
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ok thats it. back to emailing client at 9.18am on a sunday morning after yet another long nite of facilitating those seeking enjoyment through gaming (cannot be too specific, dangerous).
(again based on assumption that someone actually reads this blog anymore hahahaha.)
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