I'm beginning to think that we can be such maniac excessive alcoholics.
To have 6 gals ordering 2 jugs of screwdriver, 4 fruit shooters (whatever it was called!), and the ultimate, 2 bottles of Martell was no mean feat I tell you.
And have them polish off everything, leaving half a bottle of Martell, and having to crawl back to work the next day was no mean feat either.
I think I'm so going to die at work tomorrow.
I think I will wake up freaking dehydrated and itchy cos' I'm beginning to suspect excessive alcohol triggers my Ezcema, even though my doctor doesn't think so.
A very clever somebody got insomnia after drinking a glass of 0.5 litres beer. (What rubbish when they say alcohol makes you sleep better?!) She then turned and tossed in bed the whole night from 3am - 8am before deciding to meet her friend for their very first yoga trial lessons.
The very clever somebody and her friend went through 2 classes of stretching, poses and fusion dance before deciding to break for lunch. They had a lot of junkie food and what's not for lunch which effectively contra off the earlier 2 classes of yoga. Instead of going for the third class, they decided to call it a day since they were too tired and lazy.
But....
The very clever somebody had long promised her colleagues to go for a KTV session. So she dragged her lazy arse to Starbucks and rot for nearly an hour before seeing her colleagues arrive. How she wished she was rotting in the comfort of her home instead.
The very clever somebody proceeded to sing ktv from 7 to 11+ before really calling it a day.
And that very clever somebody has to freaking work the next day.
How she wish she doesn't have to work tomorrow. She thinks her bones are breaking. She is that weak lor.
If you've not yet guessed it, that very clever somebody is me.
A Visit to the Manicurist // Listening to: Jem - They
You know, I'm always very flattered whenever I visit my manicurist. Without fail, she would lavish praises on my nails like they are the nicest set of fingernails she has seen. And without fail, I would request her to cut my nails to the shortest she could.
"Aiyo, why you want to cut until so short? If I got nails like yours, I would not bear to cut lor..." "Really? Aiya, but I very lazy lar....too long I will feel very uncomfortable...." "Haiz....but lucky your nail bed is long, so can cut short short also will look very long and nice ...."
Of course I know there must be nicer nails than mine. But I'm still very flattered lor....even go to different manicurist also say the same things. Must be sales tactics hor....
But I believe I'm a very fair person. Because besides having fantabulous fingernails, I have very fugly feet and toenails. Fugly to the extent I wish they don't exist.
That's why I don't go for pedicures often. Or maybe that's why I should.
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Madness drinking!