hokays. decided not to commiserate about my turning eighteen. so i've asked michelle to accompany and get blind-drunk. hahhaha. although that could be a little tough. i dont get drunk drunk but instead i get high and talkative. i dont really think about what i'm talking.
yesterday was fucking stupid. i'm really pissed off at myself for suggesting it just so i could feel happy for five fucking seconds. didnt get drunk but got really really hyper. i even took a bus home much to michelle's concern.
couldnt sleep til past four am. conked out until 8 and i'm super awake now. might have a post-drink crash later in the noon or tonight. i think this round i'll stick to barcardi and coke so mich wont have to watch me drink alk like water. she thinks my reaction is funny though. i dont quite appreciate alcohol apparently.
oh yeah, mich. i can drink alcohol on an empty stomach but the following morning i feel like dying after eating breakfast. -.- so much for the 'old' warning.
s'anyways got a hotel room tonight so mich and i are gonna go high and say a lotta stupid things i think. either that or she's gonna drag me to orchard ion (the hotel's in orchard for fuck's sake). btw, i think the drink i told you about, mich, sounds interesting. but you gotta order it coz i sure as hell wont like it.
half-listening to michelle and her dad's argument. its pretty hilarious. i think her dad thinks we're staying at the hotel to rendevous with boys. hahha. somehow he must think we're gathering for a --- orgy. -.- lols. funnee funnee. i think it'll be a mostly boy-free weekend. maybe dinner with some peeps but after that it'll be me and mich on our own.
what we could have been, 10:23 am.