i got drunk today.. okie. drunk a little too strong. i just got a little hiiigh. high on mocha..

i dropped off the bus at my stop, walked the usual route.. and straight past my flat. i went to the nearest cheers, which is actually quite far but if you like to walk and you love the breeze and you're dying of thirst, you would go miiiles.

i was like in a trance..... i kept walking and walking, my mind like totally nothing, enjoying the wind and laughing at my reflection on the glass at the shops i passed because my hair was sticking out in weird angles.

i got into cheers. i bought a couple of goodies and this mocha fizz drink. i brought it to the counter and took out my wallet. peeped in and i don't need a be a whiz in math to instantly know i hadn't enough cash. so i smiled nervously at the lady at the counter and put back all of my chocolates.

i walked out and started to walk back home. and i was stopped. by this striking orange wrapping paper. i bought it. don't know why but i just did. if i came across an old cardboard painted in lovely orange, i would bring it home too.

it ain't kidding when it said fizz. because i wasn't even halfway through and i was already fizzing. .. freezing, i mean. yeh. was enjoying it at first, the cold liquid down my throat... until my fingers holding it got all numb and i seriously wanted to pee and when i licked my lips, my tongue couldn't feel anything but my lips could feel my tongue. you get what i'm saying?

it was weird. my heart was screaming no stop or my oesophagus would freeze! i think that killed my brain cells somehow because my brain wasn't working very right.. so i continued drinking. that was when i got high.

i told you it was windy. and the straw, it was like the leaves in the trees; swaying. and i had a hard time trying to get it between my lips. and i actually laughed. not to myself. but out loud.

when i finally got the straw in my mouth, i chewed the tip of it till it was beyond recognition.... and usefulness. (?). so i threw away the straw and gulped the remaining mocha down. ahh. mocha had never taste so good.

i got home.. my house weirdly smelled of paint and i almost puked.

i took a nap. unsuccessful. so i took out my scrap book and doodled in. and then i started to reflect..... and picked my nose.

the weekend comes too soon!! tooo soon. i don't liiike..):

i don't have anything on this weekend.. but i'm looking forward to the tiger cup finals. nabz going to watch it liive at the stadium!!! no faair! nabz, take me with youu.

i dug out all dad's old soccer jerseys and tried it out.. it was big but i like it that way(:

i especially like the arsenal one! it's especially the biggest it's almost like a super mini dress. but it's longer at the back so it's covering the butt area and on it has the word arsenal. so cool. i don't have to wear anything but just my boxers(:

i think i sprained my left hand index finger. haha funny..

cousin elly bought me this hot blue top. i pretended to be overwhelmed with excitement to try it on.. was like, "wow!! i must try it on now!!!" and she was like, "relax.. that can wait. tell me how school went?" and i was like, "okay!! school was awright--" babble babble babble.

duude. i wouldn't be caught dead wearing it. i'd rather wear that red arsenal jersey(: and i know momma wouldn't be caught dead while out with me wearing that(:

it's cca orientation today.. right now.. in school. and i wonder what they are doing. must be pretty exciting. ha ha.

actually right about now, we should be going round with miss lim's witch's brew pot thingie filled with sweets and trying to recruit little sec1s to join our cca. but most of the time, we would be the one finishing all the sweets and get miss lim all pissed off. haha.

i missed thaat!!!

i want to go cca orientation!! just for the kick of it.. i mean, since i'm currently cca-less, i won't be doing anything. so. would it kill to check it out? this is my last year anyway.

but i couldn't get anyone to come tag along with me. everyone has their own thing. sriee has her band. salmiah has 'stuffs' at home. nabz going out with her mom. and.. yeh.

here i am.. grimacing because my index finger hurts soo much. what a blast on a lovely friday afternoon(: