Aiyo. I meant *they* were on a roll.
It was 6am when i edited that and if this was last time, i would reedit it.
But hell. I’m too lazy, tired, too much other work to do, it’s late right now, and it’s a blog. Sorry.
I was terribly annoyed that i couldn’t capture what i saw with my eyes (my SLR has yet to be serviced)
The clouds were way more magnificent then above… can you imagine?!
They were breathtaking.
They are the reason i stand stone still at the window at times, floating on a natural high called breeze.
Exhibited along the central path of the event were superb images the Harper’s BAZAAR team have created.
I didn’t take many pictures there… >_<
Ben + i
Went for the party at Bar Blonde after that which was… i think less eventful then the previous ones.
I’m sticking to a different tactic from now on (whoops i can’t write here what it is :p)
Then off to regulatory TAG for DramaticKim’s birthday
I felt quite drunk after having heaps of champagne, wine, vodka, whiskey and beer; so i headed downstairs to sober up sendiri at 2am.
DoorBitchIvan teman-ed me for awhile though i have no recollection whatsoever on what i said to him.
Below is a poster outside Zouk…
Below is a typo…
Sorry, i’m just really fucking anal about spelling, especially on publication and advertising materials.
I still adore TAG, no less 😀
I find myself different from last time, the time when i couldn’t control my alcoholism.
When i hear friends complain about their friends getting aimlessly drunk and getting way too drunk for their safety, i feel a connection there.
What i’m saying is, when i had my problem with alcohol, i couldn’t explain it.
I couldn’t explain why i’d drink so much and not stop.
I couldn’t explain why i’d think i was invincible with alcohol.
I couldn’t explain why i’d want to drink excessively every time i could get my hands on it.
That would best be described as a chronic drinker.
Through time and (i think) increase in work (or dare i say it, maturity), i decreased drastically in my alcohol intake.
I stop drinking when i feel i’m reaching my limit.
And you ask, how can i not know my limit when i drank so much last time?
I cannot explain it.
I would just drink and drink somemore. Even when i was already drunk, i would think that i would still be able to withstand it and continue unconsciously.
Though painful losses and dangerous lessons contributed to me decreasing, it never actually stopped the entire habit wholly.
I don’t know. I suddenly thought about writing about it when a few people approached me tonight asking why i wasn’t taking advantage of the freeflow.
I’m not the absolute freeloader i used to be. OF COURSE i still fancy drinking and who can say no to free alcohol? What i’m saying is i’m not keterlaluan hadap for it anymore.
Somehow (thank the gods though i don’t know how), i manage to be more conscious of myself when i drink now. I stop when i think i’ve had enough.
I think what i’m doing here is just trying to explain other people’s chronic drinking habits. I’m not saying it’s something acceptable. I’m just saying that… at that point of time, i really couldn’t control what i was doing despite going overboard more then twice a week. And the entirety of being able to be in control was by luck.
I still drink every day -_- Sunday is my non-alcoholic day.
I still want to go to Pathlab and get my liver tested to know for myself how much damage i’ve inflicted unto it.
But at least i’m in a different phase in my life where i’m not the terbabased drunkard i used to be.
Not to the extent where… it was so bad i don’t even want to begin with the stories.