How the HELL do you guys work *and* see your friends *and* spend time with your bf/gf *and* party *and*
sleep!?
I’m doing all the above and my sleep factor is down to 2 hours a day. There is just not enough time.
Prollie cos i’m still new at this, i decided to go to Zouk last night. My Slut didn’t agree with energetic me while on the phone.
“What you doing now?” “Erm… just finished work… changing” “Changing?” “Yea… going to Zouk yay!” “You didn’t sleep last night! Aren’t you tired…?” “I am… but i need to drink and dance! I’ve been sitting down whole day! NEed to jump around!” “Crazy….”
I had one of the foulest cab drivers yesterday morning. I asked for a cab for 9:20. He arrived at 9:10. Not my bloody fault said i, and made him start the meter again.
I was already in the moving vehicle when he started arguing and nagging me about how the operator didn’t tell him nag nag nag bla bla bla Again. I said it wasn’t my fault. He shouted at me saying it wasn’t his fault too (the conversation was pretty pointless) Luckily for him, i was in a darn good mood yestermorn.
So while he looked into the rearview mirror and scolded and scolded like how old chinese uncles do so well, i looked into the same mirror happily applying my last-minute make-up with a nonchalant unperturbed expression dum dee dum dee doo… he’s so loud crazy fellow prollie gets no sex, la di da… oops almost smeared my mascara… ho hum…
Congratulations to me! I have not gotten drunk for a good three weeks now! *clapclapclapclap* *nods head to self vigorously*
I thought i might last night cos all the might-get-drunk factors were there – i had had 2 hours of sleep the night before. And 3 hours sleep the night before that. – damn tired – didn’t eat dinner before clubbing – had alcohol stuffed down me till i almost puked [but i didn’t. i was strong last night]
And because a happy day would require a happy picture
I can’t find my SPM cert! I just want to relook the results and all i found was my Mt. Kinabalu cert. so they’re going to hire me because i climbed a mountain to look for fairies? great.
Another thing i can’t find is a reference letter from an agency i did an internship for. i can’t find a certain piece of paper in my room. of course i can’t. i can’t even find my hair brush sometimes when its right in front of me.
I HAVE TO FUCKING CLEAN MY ROOM!!!!!!!!
5 – 6 pm is HAPPY HOUR
Okay. So i’m lying. Every hour in my house (or in Joyce’s context) is happy hour.
I’m happily sipping on Malibu with ice. Happily watching burnt episodes of Queer As Folk. Happily waiting for my hair to dry. I smell of peach and all girly things nice. Happily waiting to see My Slut.
My boyfriend is getting violent and i don’t know what to do…
I woke up in a super foul mood today. I had a horrible sleep (i usually have amazing blissful slumber) and to make things worse, My Slut punched me in the face while we were sleeping.
Last time, he scratched me while sleeping. Twice. And the thing is, i can’t totally scold him cos he was (supposedly) innocently sleeping.
I’m sure he feels bad. Which boyfriend wouldn’t?
And yes i feel bad too… cos it hurt godfuckingdammit!
All i know is, i’m bringing oven mittens and string next time i’m sleeping over.
I realise some friends have had sentences blithely spurting out of them, that would have been more appropriate coming out of me.
Like so:
“I’m not happy today, so i just want to drink! Are you in or are you out.” – Mary, sms, one afternoon in Aug. “Barcode tonight wei friend. Got beer. Yay, happy night.” – MediumBen, in person, 6 pm, last weekend “You know what i love most bout london? We had beer, red and malibu for breakfast.” – Ryan S.R., msn, 11 pm
Approximately 5 seconds after stating them, they all said the same thing which went along the similar lines of “oh shit. i just sounded like you.”
Yay. Joyce Thefairy. Spreading alcoholic love around the region.
Sounds like an ad. Hrm.
Velvet on Sat nite
Okay, i just HAVE to bitch this out now. I think my slut is overdoing the whole warfare thing. Everytime he hangs out with his boyfriends, he chatters utter german/nazi/war-related non sense to me after. To which i give a time limit of 15 minutes before shutting him up.
fairies
