The Ripped Soul

I'm sad.

But thank God for letting me having friends like the crew I spent the whole of last night and today with. Last night. Choir. Didn't really have fun. Was hearing things so unbelievable. Disappointed, really. But I guess.. not everyone can be like me.

But after choir.. woohoo! Had a lil bit of food here and there.. subway, bak chor mee.. and then stayed over at the Lees with Randall. Drank as much vodka as I could, on the rocks, half a cup with a lil orange juice, a lil bit with a whole lot of orange juice, shots down with flies in it..

and had one hell of a headache afterward. Like Randall said, it sure gave us one HELL of a kick. Psst. In the fucking head.

But thank God for Dawn, who tried to nurse my headache. By applying oil. And massaging my temples. The massage was good.. but the oil....... -plop-

Note to self: when already feeling hot thanks to the alcohol, DO NOT APPLY MEDICAL OIL TO THE FOREHEAD! EVEN IF THE HEADACHE IS GOING TO KILL YOU. YOU'LL JUST END UP BEING FRUSTRATED DUE TO THE SMART, BURNING FEELING, AND THE ADDITIONAL HEADACHE WHICH WILL not GO AWAY.

Then talked and talked and talked to Dawn till 230+am. Fell asleep, headache or not. Had a nightmare. Can't recall what its about tho. All I know was that when I woke up, I saw light coming in from the window. And then I looked around, and for a split second, I thought I was at a chalet. SERIOUSLY. Until I heard Dawn tell me I could go back to sleep. And I did. Woke up when I heard the door close. The room suddenly smelled of shampoo. Had a shower, came back, rolled up the comforter, did whatever, went down for breakfast. Had yesterday's subway leftovers - toasted. and believe me, it tastes better that way. Then Dawn made for ME milo! Awwww..

But here's the catch. It was 3 in 1. All she had to do was tear the sachet open into a cup and pour water. The wonders of technology... and there she was telling me at the table, "eh. I don't know how to make milo leh." Dawn, Dawn..

Left for church, and like Na said, we'd be the first to arrive. Set everything up, practised Prepare Ye the Way. Had mass. Which was funny, again. I'm beginning to wonder if church people read my blog.. other than LCians, of course. Suddenly he stopped talking about the granite and wood, and suddenly his homily was cut short by 10 minutes!

Oh well..

After mass, tried to drag Andrea to Ice3 to eat with Zac, Randall, Dawn and me. She declined. Sigh. Nevertheless, we went to Serangoon Gardens, had expensive chicken rice, went to see the pet shop, went to Ice3, had excellent ice cream.. The vanilla was AWESOME. Not like Mac/CFK's cheapskate shiiit. I might wanna go there again, someday. Afterwhich, we took the train down to Hougang to play LAN. Joined some cheapskate membership shit. Played CS. No battlefield 1942. Sucks. And the generals for the com I was playing on? THE PLAYERS AND BUILDINGS WERE INVISIBLE. TO MY DISADVANTAGE. Bitches.

Played till 6. Left. Took the bus back. I'm home. Sleepy, full, and bored.

Tomorrow's a Monday. Homework, homework, and the jazz band at night. All by myself..... sheesh.