❤3:58 PM, Saturday, October 4, 2008
Typical Saturday
Can't blardy sleep yesterday night because of the 2 nights party in my house which literally turn the apartment upside down.
The apartment stinks like ciggys + alcohol. The carpet is sticky, the kitchen counter is full of Vodka, Tequilla, Jim Beam, Beer bottles, Passion Pop, heaps of junk, fruit juices, cokes and a lot of shot glasses.
Whenever someone steps in, they'll say, "WTF, such a party house".
My room is not left out too. I have liquor glasses on my tables, random expensive belongings and also god-knows-whose pillow, jumper and handphone.
I did join the party. Having 30 seconds of fame.
Hoi chay, that's my housemate that picks me up when i am piss drunk.
Wtf!
at 5am! almost every weekend!!
Ain't you pissed at her? if its me, i'm gonna just leave her at the court yard.
She won't, cause she is 'F'agnes afterall.
Seriously, if you need someone to pick you up when you are piss drunk, call 'F'Agnes. She'll never leave you alone.
"hoi, if i moved out, who is gonna pick my sorry ass home, 'F'agnes?"
awww *tears*...
Seriously, its a pain in the ass taking care drunk people. they tell you heaps of random stories and some of them are really ridiculous!
I still remember some guy told me about this ribbon on his pants. wtf.
And shit stains on underwears.
Last week, i was so drunk i passed out on my bed. wtf. I am not a good drinker. Jade and Chandi thought i had alcohol poisoning and i am dead. So they break into my room through the ventilator to check on me.
Ok, should i laugh or feel touched by what they did?
Since this is my boring blog, i'll tell you guys what i did when i am drunk.
I was so drunk, i can't sit on my toilet seat properly when i want to pee.
So i just ran off without peeing cause i got frustrated that i keep falling off the toilet seat. wtf.
Then i hop on my bed, wrapped myself with blanket and i felt like spewing.
I ran to the bathroom, can't spew.
Jade ran in with a bucket and asked me to spew in it.
"But, what if i got choke to death by my own spew?"
haha..
I woke up next morning, got headache, i am still hung over, i can't walk in a straight line, and i talk like a bullet train. LOL. and some claimed that i have this sudden American accent when i am drunk xD...
Interesting life i have aye? I did picked up some calls from some friends on the night i am slightly drunk, and i believed half of the time i am talking crap and i can't remember what i said. xD...
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Anyway, today is shit day.
I still remember my wonderful glorious day where i sms-ed Jaecy and said
" OMG, I SHIT HARD SHIT TODAY! long gone are the diarrhea days!!"
*yes, i am just crappy this way*
But here comes diarrhea! I had one this morning.
I went into the toilet 5 times in less than 10 minutes. I swear if there is this marathon on who runs to the toilet the fastest, i'll be the winner.
wtf.
I ran into the toilet, picking up toilet paper on the way and stayed in there with my butt sticked on the toilet seat for more than 5 minutes.
T_________T
no more yucky details.
I came back out feeling fine after more than 5 hours of running to and fro into the toilet.
Checked my phone. Numerous missed calls from 'withheld'.
Meh..
I hate private numbers cause i don't know who to call back. And all my friends don't like to make use of my voicemail box.
poo...
And believe it or not. I found one of the most interesting voice mail box message ever. It sounded as if you called the sex phone line. wtf.
I am not gonna reveal whose voicemail box message is that, else everyone will be wanting her number just to listen to her 'horny' voice message.
wtf.
I still remember my wonderful glorious day where i sms-ed Jaecy and said
" OMG, I SHIT HARD SHIT TODAY! long gone are the diarrhea days!!"
*yes, i am just crappy this way*
But here comes diarrhea! I had one this morning.
I went into the toilet 5 times in less than 10 minutes. I swear if there is this marathon on who runs to the toilet the fastest, i'll be the winner.
wtf.
I ran into the toilet, picking up toilet paper on the way and stayed in there with my butt sticked on the toilet seat for more than 5 minutes.
T_________T
no more yucky details.
I came back out feeling fine after more than 5 hours of running to and fro into the toilet.
Checked my phone. Numerous missed calls from 'withheld'.
Meh..
I hate private numbers cause i don't know who to call back. And all my friends don't like to make use of my voicemail box.
poo...
And believe it or not. I found one of the most interesting voice mail box message ever. It sounded as if you called the sex phone line. wtf.
I am not gonna reveal whose voicemail box message is that, else everyone will be wanting her number just to listen to her 'horny' voice message.
wtf.
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While i am typing this blog post, i am having random toilet visits.
T________________T
I can assure you, if i ever have a 'Agnes' shit days' archive, its gonna be more than 50 entries in there per year. wtf.
T_________________T
why am i so unfortunate to be born with a weak digestive system.
T________________T
I can assure you, if i ever have a 'Agnes' shit days' archive, its gonna be more than 50 entries in there per year. wtf.
T_________________T
why am i so unfortunate to be born with a weak digestive system.
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