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Saturday, February 24, 2007


-more than i ever expected-


my first hangover today. i swear i nearly passed out during work.
the extractions of molars were the caused of it all, and muffins were all i had yesterday night. that probably explained why i didn't feel all drank when i gulped down chivas and champagne, and so the alcohol effect kicked me REALLY hard when i went back home.
i tot i left the place at 4am, the sky was dark,then a little dragging by ben and moving various spots in my attempts to vomit..the next thing i know when i opened my eyes, it was 7am in the morning and i was sitting at the lift landing. what an awful sight. but, the nice boy did all he cud to make sure i was ok-i was in really good hands. :) thank you boy.
i struggled to go work at ten, only to realised that acting all gung-ho was not going to do anyone good. i squatted for almost half an hour and my head was throbbing. hangover sucks. and i can't eat cos i haven got my molars. and i can't breathe all that well. fark.
i'm so going to abstain. for a long long long time. i will do so.lay your bets.



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