Sigh...

gotta love it.

non-permanence

Monday, November 22, 2004

yeah.. the world can spin like you wouldn't believe. i think i've had enough.

FOR NOW.

my parents would have paid good money to hear that. nikki and trixie, my dearest dmtg homegirls who'd rather chill with coffee and a funny dvd at home than go out would rejoice the fact that i am craving for a weekend of alcohol-free atmostphere, minus the dancing.

I could hear the gasps continents away. Yes Annie. I am sacrificing a weekend minus the dancing. Or two. Who knows? I tried to sleep Wednesday night out last week and still ended up gulping 4 bottles.

Waking up the next morning with the "Where am I?" mindset is still pretty shocking. The wine swam down my system as the rum followed suit. I should've stopped after my 4th cocktail.

Thanks for the after morning coffee dude.

ugh. THE ENABLERS. i hate you guys.. hahaha.. and i love you just the same.

This hasn't happened to me since Bora... events slipping out of your memory that someone had to relay what happened the night before. Such a funny cliche. I never thought something like that could happen to me. I'm usually up to witness other people go wack.

I guess God decided last Saturday was my turn.. this could only happen a number of times in life. It was the RUM that betrayed me out of sense.I feel like my brain activity slowed down notches. Like a surfer dude who's board just crashed.

DUUUUUUUUUWWWWWDE. Haha. PEEEEAAAAYCE.

mades [ 11:39 AM ] 1 happy lost cabbages