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Thursday, December 01, 2005 

My Liver Has Left The Building

Yes, it's true.

Been binge drinking till my liver has given up on me. And it's all my friends' fault! HAHA! Naw, just kidding. I'm sure they'd be very happy to tell you how I made them drink with me.

We went back to Liquid for our drinks (like, no surprise there) last night and it was Retro Retro night in Liquid. The place was okay and not many people were there.



They were having a DJ competition of some sort. Didn't realise it till an old friend of mine, Sheena told me her boyfriend was a participant.

The night was rather fun and yes, I had my usual Flaming Lamborghini. I really should stop having those deadly cocktails. I've earned the reputation as the "Flaming Guy" in Liquid.

Oh well, all in the name of good fun. We partied rather hard last night and I totally lost track of the time. When I finally checked that shiny object on my hand, it was 4AM!!!

Fuck.

"I'm sooOoooOOooo screwed", I thought to myself. Mom will have my head for her breakfast before going for mass.

Little info for all of you: My mom wakes up at 4AM every morning for mass.

That's why I was gonna shit in my pants when I finally realised what time it was. All the while I thought it was still early as people were still partying hard. Don't they usually turn on the lights to indicate it's time to go home?

Damn.

Oh well, I still would have to face the music when I get home anyway. We left Liquid and made our jolly way back home. I got home safely and braved myself for what's coming next. Opened the door, all I saw was darkness and thought to myself, "Oh good. Mom's not awake yet. Maybe I can quickly head upstairs and everything would be fine"

Suddenly, I hear a voice amidst the darkness.

"My, don't you enjoy coming back at this hour"

O_O!!
*pees a little*

I looked towards the direction of the voice and lo and behold, it was my mom. There she was glaring me with eyes made of amber. I could feel them burning through my racing heart.

"You reek of alcohol!"
*silence*

The brief silence suddenly became my ally and I completely ignored my mom and headed upstairs to my room. I mean, no sense trying to explain myself to my mom in that condition. I'd probably make her give me her "Mother's Fist" stance and end up in a ward. Besides, given the situation and the circumstances, I couldn't salvage anything.

And so, off I went to bed.

That brings us to today. Needless to say, I woke up with a bitch of a hangover with many thanks to our 4 buckets of beers, 2 Flaming Lamborghinis and champagne courtesy of Andrew. As for my mom, everything's okay now ^^

Beers, anyone? :P

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