Alcohol, Bad...
So the night of the last day of exams, Saturday night, after my last paper, Econs1, Shairah, Martha and I had originally planned to have a sleep over at my place with maybe a few drinks. This plan hatched when Raimi said that he couldn't have the drink fest at his place. But then on Saturday afternoon, Shai calls me telling me that Raimi said it's okay to go to his place for the drinking thing. Alright. Initially i called Shai and told her that i wouldn't be joining them, main reason was because i'd rather spend time with my tv in my cozy room and it was also raining outside, it had been raining the whole day. Argh... but she said NO!! and that she wanted to see me before she left for KK and that we should hang out and all that... Basically she made me feel guilty and so i said OK but i wasn't really willing. Anyways, I took an early shower and got ready to meet her and Martha at the city at the agreed time of 6.30pm. Well, i went to the bus stop outside my place and waited as i saw on the board that there would be a bus at 6.33pm. I waited and waited but soon that bus just vanished from the screen and the next available bus would only come at 6.46pm. Crap! So i went home to get my jacket and a cap cos i was lazy to drag an umbrella around. At that time, i sent Shai a message telling her the bus was gonna be late and about the previous bus that i was waiting for that disappeared from the schedule and told her that i wasn't meant to go. She called me back all pissed and going like, "You better come, don't tell me you're not coming," sorta in a jokingly pissed way. Whatever, i was like, "calm down woman, I'm coming. didn't i say i was waiting for the next bus?? Gosh!!" By the time i got back to the bus stop, the bus arrived just in time. So we had dinner at the Korean place Bing introduced cos i was craving a hot meal and not burgers.
Anyways, skip to the part after dinner when we met up with Alex, Sherman and Sherman's friend Kevin from KK who was also studying somewhere and went to catch a bus to Raimi's place. When we got there, we bought some junk food at a store and lots of pepsi and coke. Then we walked to Raimi's place and hung out a while before going to a coffee shop to watch the world cup game between England (Yeah England!!!) and Paraguay. Anyways, we watched tv(like i had originally planned to do by myself) cos they were showing Bring It On and i love that movie. And during commercials we switched to see how the Brisbane Lions were doing against Adelaide (Footy), but sadly they lost. Dang. After the movie, we headed for the coffee shop where loads of people were also gathered to watch the match on the many newly installed flat screen tvs. It was a great atmosphere. Yeah, England won!! Woohoo!! while i was sipping my freakin thick hot chocolate that Shairah ordered for us... It was actually like eating chocolate from a cup... which was gross. Not a big fan of chocolate...
After the match, to be honest, i was so sleepy, the previous night i had stayed up til about 1am cos i was watching Coyote Ugly after Bend it Like Beckham on tv. It's cool how they have all these nice movies on normal tv. hehe... love it. Yeah, so i was tired and sleepy and by the time we got to drinking i was just like... Whatever... I took off my contacts before we started drinking in case i couldn't or wouldn't be able to do so a few hours later. I brought my hard disk along cos Shai wanted the pictures from our Gold Coast trip and likewise so while we were drinking we were transfering movies and exchanging pics. The next thing i remember is the feeling of another potential puke-a-thon. This time i could control myself of course as i wasn't drunk, i guess my tummy just couldn't take all the whisky, I went to the toilet and started hurling. Hehe... Gross. And for the record, this is the most times i've puked in a year ever, let alone half a year. In total i think i've puked 3 times since i've been here- GC, food poisoning and that Saturday night. Insane... Last thing i remember was Shairah puking with me before waking up on this queen sized bed in the "girl's room" (appointed by Raimi) with Martha and Shairah beside me... Ahh... i think i woke cos of the cold. I still couldn't walk straight when i was going to clean myself up in the bathroom. I blew my nose and puked a bit more. Yeah, i even found puke stains on my left sleeve and i think i got some in my hair. Gross, I know. That was when i decided i was never going to drink again ever!!!! The GC trip has gotten me off beer for a while and this has definitely gotten me off whisky for LIFE!!! Anyways, that's not the full story. By the time i had finished cleaning up, i walked out to find my glasses which one of the boys had put aside for me on the kitchen counter. Adam and Roy who live at Herston (close to my place), told me that they were going to take the bus back at around 7.40am. I looked at my watch, it read 7.30am. "Sure," i said, "I'll follow you guys back." I felt like crap. I lay back down on the bed after Martha left to use the toilet. This was when i felt a lot of saliva creeping up my throat and i knew i had to puke again. Crap!!! I went for the toilet but nothing came out. Seems like it didn't want to come out. It was like trying to teach me a lesson or something, a lesson that i'm glad i learnt. Anyways, i gathered my things and left with Adam and Roy. With my jacket on, i felt a bit of the morning cold. Adam and Roy were jumping around cos they were freezing. I think i felt less cold cos a bit of the whisky was still in me. We walked to the bus stop and checked the times, no, actually we walked to the bus stop, i sat on the bench while Adam and Roy checked the time. I was so wasted, i just sat there awaiting instructions to follow from the guys. I just sat there and stared at my sneakers while feeling colder every second. I was told the bus would only be there at 7.55am. So we waited. When it finally came, we got on and i paid for my bus ticket... I was thankful for the warm air in the bus, it was really freezing out there.
We got off in the city to catch another bus back. This one took longer to come and we were sitting on the bench freezing our asses off, we even had the vibrating teeth thing. It was funny, but i didn't have the brains to laugh. I felt gross cos of the puke on me, all i was thinking about was how i wanted to go home and take a hot shower, providing i could stand straight. I could, it's just i was still in a dazed, drunken state i guess... Hangover... hangover from hell. When the bus came we got on and when it reached my stop i said bye to the boys and got off... It stopped in front of Red Rooster, so i still had a stretch to walk. As i was walking in the cold morning that was Sunday, i thought to myself- never again, never again. I hate alcohol. And the thought of the smell of whisky and beer makes me wanna hurl. It disgusts me now. And it's giving me a belly i don't want. I still felt sick and was in a trance-like state when i got home. I immediately took off my clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket, i may have been still slightly drunk but i will never change, i was still my fastidious self. Regardless of my state i wouldn't allow myself on my bed unless i was clean and puke-free, especially my hair. I took a nice hot bath until the hot water ran out on me and forced me out of the shower, i was done anyways, i just enjoyed the warmth. After that i brushed my teeth in an attempt to get rid if the taste of vomit. There was another failed attempt to puke more after that as my salivary glands gave it to me again, but i didn't puke. Then, i took my hair dryer out so i wouldn't catch a cold from sleeping with my hair wet. At 9am, i curled up under my sheets and went to bed. I woke up at 3pm with no appetite and still had my major hangover. For the rest of the day i just sat on my chair, lazing around, watching tv while waiting for my hangover to blow over. In that space of time i managed to make myself a cup of tea and to go with, i had a few slices of plain wholemeal bread. Somehow the tea only reminded me of the smell of whisky and didn't help. Later that afternoon i did my laundry, i didn't want the vomit stains to stay on my shirt.
At about 9pm, i finally decided to have some food, but it had to be light. Didn't feel like having anything heavy... By then the hangover had run its course and i felt much better, or maybe the 2 vitamin Cs and Multivitamin tablet with a Panadol helped. Anyways, i warmed up a can of Campbell's Mushroom soup and had bread with it. I felt better after some warm soup but by 10.30pm, i was sleepy again. I couldn't even stay up to watch the world cup matches... Yeah, so i went to bed early. That was an experience. Now, all i've got in my head is-- alcohol, bad....
Haha... primitive, but it works. Hopefully everything goes as planned for tomorrow, and we'll be able to execute the plan of going to Dreamworld. Today is my "hermit" day. You know, one of those days when you don't feel like seeing anyone and you just want to do your thing by yourself? Today's that day for me. Nadira actually messaged me yesterday afternoon, while i was still in hangover mode and asked me to have lunch with her today. But i didn't wake up in time. And we're supposed to be going to this pub place tonight where we buy a drink and get as much food as we want for free... Which is a good deal, i admit, but i'm just not feeling it. So i told Shai i wasn't going and she didn't reply my message. Guess she's pissed again... She'll get over it. Whatever... And then we're supposed to watch the World Cup match tonight, Aus vs Japan. Japan's gonna kick Aus's butt and i'd rather watch the match in the comfort of my own room. Haha... Plus Desperate Housewives is on tonight at 8.40pm and i'm not gonna miss it... Yeah, as sad as it may sound, I'm a tv, movie freak. I wouldn't miss a show if i didn't absolutely have to... Even during exam week, i watched all my regular shows. Hehe... Actually i finished studying everything over the weekend so i could watch... Yup, nothing i wouldn't do for tv... or movies... whichever. I used to do this back in KK as well, haha... ashamed to admit this to my friends but some of the times when i cancelled, i cancelled cos a movie was on that i hadn't watched and wanted to or i had tv programmes to catch up on. Haha... SORRY!!!
And what's even worse is that Bart, my landlord whom i met on Saturday afternoon, came to fix our heater cos water's been leaking from both taps and i told him i wanted it fixed, and so now, he couldn't fix it, nor could he go get a new one, cos it's the queen's birthday, which is a public holiday, and what's weird is that it's not even really her birthday today, and even if it is, what would it have to do with Australia, Britain ruled a long time ago... But it's over now... Weird, talk about not wanting to hang on to the past but still having public holidays that has nothing to do with them, that's so Australian, they'd celebrate anything just for a public holiday... Serious... Anyways, back to what i was talking about... Basically Djenta and I have no hot water to bathe with and i can't tolerate not showering so i'm gonna shower here at uni. They have a really nice shower... Haha... anyways. Yeah, hopefully he'll get it fixed by tomorrow or get a new one by tomorrow. So i can shower back home, yeah, i have to call it home now. Even though the bathroom is totally gross, i'll post those pics soon, and i can't believe my parents left me here, it's still my home now. Haha... have to get used to it. Dad's coming next week i think, i mean, this saturday i think, which would be cool. Haha... can't wait...
That's all that's been going on for now. Thanks for reading and thanks for caring!!! Gonna shower now.
Anyways, skip to the part after dinner when we met up with Alex, Sherman and Sherman's friend Kevin from KK who was also studying somewhere and went to catch a bus to Raimi's place. When we got there, we bought some junk food at a store and lots of pepsi and coke. Then we walked to Raimi's place and hung out a while before going to a coffee shop to watch the world cup game between England (Yeah England!!!) and Paraguay. Anyways, we watched tv(like i had originally planned to do by myself) cos they were showing Bring It On and i love that movie. And during commercials we switched to see how the Brisbane Lions were doing against Adelaide (Footy), but sadly they lost. Dang. After the movie, we headed for the coffee shop where loads of people were also gathered to watch the match on the many newly installed flat screen tvs. It was a great atmosphere. Yeah, England won!! Woohoo!! while i was sipping my freakin thick hot chocolate that Shairah ordered for us... It was actually like eating chocolate from a cup... which was gross. Not a big fan of chocolate...
After the match, to be honest, i was so sleepy, the previous night i had stayed up til about 1am cos i was watching Coyote Ugly after Bend it Like Beckham on tv. It's cool how they have all these nice movies on normal tv. hehe... love it. Yeah, so i was tired and sleepy and by the time we got to drinking i was just like... Whatever... I took off my contacts before we started drinking in case i couldn't or wouldn't be able to do so a few hours later. I brought my hard disk along cos Shai wanted the pictures from our Gold Coast trip and likewise so while we were drinking we were transfering movies and exchanging pics. The next thing i remember is the feeling of another potential puke-a-thon. This time i could control myself of course as i wasn't drunk, i guess my tummy just couldn't take all the whisky, I went to the toilet and started hurling. Hehe... Gross. And for the record, this is the most times i've puked in a year ever, let alone half a year. In total i think i've puked 3 times since i've been here- GC, food poisoning and that Saturday night. Insane... Last thing i remember was Shairah puking with me before waking up on this queen sized bed in the "girl's room" (appointed by Raimi) with Martha and Shairah beside me... Ahh... i think i woke cos of the cold. I still couldn't walk straight when i was going to clean myself up in the bathroom. I blew my nose and puked a bit more. Yeah, i even found puke stains on my left sleeve and i think i got some in my hair. Gross, I know. That was when i decided i was never going to drink again ever!!!! The GC trip has gotten me off beer for a while and this has definitely gotten me off whisky for LIFE!!! Anyways, that's not the full story. By the time i had finished cleaning up, i walked out to find my glasses which one of the boys had put aside for me on the kitchen counter. Adam and Roy who live at Herston (close to my place), told me that they were going to take the bus back at around 7.40am. I looked at my watch, it read 7.30am. "Sure," i said, "I'll follow you guys back." I felt like crap. I lay back down on the bed after Martha left to use the toilet. This was when i felt a lot of saliva creeping up my throat and i knew i had to puke again. Crap!!! I went for the toilet but nothing came out. Seems like it didn't want to come out. It was like trying to teach me a lesson or something, a lesson that i'm glad i learnt. Anyways, i gathered my things and left with Adam and Roy. With my jacket on, i felt a bit of the morning cold. Adam and Roy were jumping around cos they were freezing. I think i felt less cold cos a bit of the whisky was still in me. We walked to the bus stop and checked the times, no, actually we walked to the bus stop, i sat on the bench while Adam and Roy checked the time. I was so wasted, i just sat there awaiting instructions to follow from the guys. I just sat there and stared at my sneakers while feeling colder every second. I was told the bus would only be there at 7.55am. So we waited. When it finally came, we got on and i paid for my bus ticket... I was thankful for the warm air in the bus, it was really freezing out there.
We got off in the city to catch another bus back. This one took longer to come and we were sitting on the bench freezing our asses off, we even had the vibrating teeth thing. It was funny, but i didn't have the brains to laugh. I felt gross cos of the puke on me, all i was thinking about was how i wanted to go home and take a hot shower, providing i could stand straight. I could, it's just i was still in a dazed, drunken state i guess... Hangover... hangover from hell. When the bus came we got on and when it reached my stop i said bye to the boys and got off... It stopped in front of Red Rooster, so i still had a stretch to walk. As i was walking in the cold morning that was Sunday, i thought to myself- never again, never again. I hate alcohol. And the thought of the smell of whisky and beer makes me wanna hurl. It disgusts me now. And it's giving me a belly i don't want. I still felt sick and was in a trance-like state when i got home. I immediately took off my clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket, i may have been still slightly drunk but i will never change, i was still my fastidious self. Regardless of my state i wouldn't allow myself on my bed unless i was clean and puke-free, especially my hair. I took a nice hot bath until the hot water ran out on me and forced me out of the shower, i was done anyways, i just enjoyed the warmth. After that i brushed my teeth in an attempt to get rid if the taste of vomit. There was another failed attempt to puke more after that as my salivary glands gave it to me again, but i didn't puke. Then, i took my hair dryer out so i wouldn't catch a cold from sleeping with my hair wet. At 9am, i curled up under my sheets and went to bed. I woke up at 3pm with no appetite and still had my major hangover. For the rest of the day i just sat on my chair, lazing around, watching tv while waiting for my hangover to blow over. In that space of time i managed to make myself a cup of tea and to go with, i had a few slices of plain wholemeal bread. Somehow the tea only reminded me of the smell of whisky and didn't help. Later that afternoon i did my laundry, i didn't want the vomit stains to stay on my shirt.
At about 9pm, i finally decided to have some food, but it had to be light. Didn't feel like having anything heavy... By then the hangover had run its course and i felt much better, or maybe the 2 vitamin Cs and Multivitamin tablet with a Panadol helped. Anyways, i warmed up a can of Campbell's Mushroom soup and had bread with it. I felt better after some warm soup but by 10.30pm, i was sleepy again. I couldn't even stay up to watch the world cup matches... Yeah, so i went to bed early. That was an experience. Now, all i've got in my head is-- alcohol, bad....
Haha... primitive, but it works. Hopefully everything goes as planned for tomorrow, and we'll be able to execute the plan of going to Dreamworld. Today is my "hermit" day. You know, one of those days when you don't feel like seeing anyone and you just want to do your thing by yourself? Today's that day for me. Nadira actually messaged me yesterday afternoon, while i was still in hangover mode and asked me to have lunch with her today. But i didn't wake up in time. And we're supposed to be going to this pub place tonight where we buy a drink and get as much food as we want for free... Which is a good deal, i admit, but i'm just not feeling it. So i told Shai i wasn't going and she didn't reply my message. Guess she's pissed again... She'll get over it. Whatever... And then we're supposed to watch the World Cup match tonight, Aus vs Japan. Japan's gonna kick Aus's butt and i'd rather watch the match in the comfort of my own room. Haha... Plus Desperate Housewives is on tonight at 8.40pm and i'm not gonna miss it... Yeah, as sad as it may sound, I'm a tv, movie freak. I wouldn't miss a show if i didn't absolutely have to... Even during exam week, i watched all my regular shows. Hehe... Actually i finished studying everything over the weekend so i could watch... Yup, nothing i wouldn't do for tv... or movies... whichever. I used to do this back in KK as well, haha... ashamed to admit this to my friends but some of the times when i cancelled, i cancelled cos a movie was on that i hadn't watched and wanted to or i had tv programmes to catch up on. Haha... SORRY!!!
And what's even worse is that Bart, my landlord whom i met on Saturday afternoon, came to fix our heater cos water's been leaking from both taps and i told him i wanted it fixed, and so now, he couldn't fix it, nor could he go get a new one, cos it's the queen's birthday, which is a public holiday, and what's weird is that it's not even really her birthday today, and even if it is, what would it have to do with Australia, Britain ruled a long time ago... But it's over now... Weird, talk about not wanting to hang on to the past but still having public holidays that has nothing to do with them, that's so Australian, they'd celebrate anything just for a public holiday... Serious... Anyways, back to what i was talking about... Basically Djenta and I have no hot water to bathe with and i can't tolerate not showering so i'm gonna shower here at uni. They have a really nice shower... Haha... anyways. Yeah, hopefully he'll get it fixed by tomorrow or get a new one by tomorrow. So i can shower back home, yeah, i have to call it home now. Even though the bathroom is totally gross, i'll post those pics soon, and i can't believe my parents left me here, it's still my home now. Haha... have to get used to it. Dad's coming next week i think, i mean, this saturday i think, which would be cool. Haha... can't wait...
That's all that's been going on for now. Thanks for reading and thanks for caring!!! Gonna shower now.
posted by My life in Brisbane, if you care... at 6/12/2006 04:16:00 PM
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