:: bachelor's notepad. ::

:: Monday, June 20, 2005 ::

i have to say that i'm no longer a fan of spg. after all the fanfare surrounding her, i think she'll just sell out and it's no fun reading something everyone else reads anymore. only mrbrown i read now.

i'm so full i feel like puking. i really wonder whether i've gotten used to puking. ok i haven't been puking regularly but 3 times in the past year beats once in the past 5 years. and i seem to be getting used to the gravity defying emptying of my stomach.

the more i think of puking, the more i seem to induce it and want to puke to ease my discomfort. fuck am i getting bulimic. don't laugh.

:: kiathy. 10:22 pm [+] ::
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my daddy is playing sonic the hedgehog on a sega megadrive 2.

omg.

:: kiathy. 7:42 pm [+] ::
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hello!

today i shall post about how dumbfuck my colleague is!

but actually most of you already know how df she is so it won't be interesting anymore!

and anyway i wasn't the one who came up with the name dumbfuck. it was yenling. she's really in sync with the world nowadays, coming up with words like dumbfuck and fuck buddies!

okay anyway wed was probably the first time i puked at zouk and still had fun.

so now i've puked a grand total of..3 times at zouk.

puke #1 - ended up lying on the pedestrian walkway right outside. getting kicked by my friends. and suffering from a bloody headache and dizzyness. cos of that i couldn't sit up.

culprit: long island tea

puke #2- ended up sitting by the pedestrian walkway right outside. this time already preparing myself by sitting

to be continued...

now continued...

by the drain waiting for the puke to travel upwards and into the drain. i psyched myself into puking by thinking of the food travelling upwards and emptying my system. so i puked in full glorious view of other strangers besides me. quite proud that i managed to hit the spot. cabbed home immediately with a throbbing headache.

puke #3 - just downed a few drinks. a shot of b52, apricot brandy shared jugs, vodka lime shared jugs, a flaming lambo. then to the dance floor. then back to the table where i managed to get an empty jug to prepare for the moment. didn't wanna go to the loo cos it was gonna be damn bloody troublesome to get back so i sat at a corner cradling my jug waiting for my system to release that shit inside of me. and then i puked into the empty jug. about 3 cm worth of puke. could feel the chicken i had at dinner leaving my system. after that i was good though. no headache no nothing just not high anymore but went back to dance anyway.

maybe i should stop clubbing.

or maybe i should just stick to beer!

:: kiathy. 10:31 am [+] ::
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ahh.

:: kiathy. 12:04 am [+] ::
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