Ichige Hiroyuki

my final exams ended with a blast last friday. i was kinda worried it was gonna be a hard paper since the other two that week were preetty good. not easy, but good. i guess i'm a little superstitious. i hate to use the words "easy" or "no sweat" when it comes to exam papers and such. cos i somehow know it's gonna come around and bite me in the ass like it did in primary 2. mom: "how was the paper?" boy terald: "aiyah easy like anything lah!" mom: "oh?" and it fucking turns out i borderlined the paper hahahaha. shit.
but anyway, no the shakespeare paper wasn't a killer... neither was it a blow-off. it was just nice for me to jump up and say GOONIGOOGOO (cross refer to eddie murphy's stand up performance....it's sorta become one of my favourite no point words) at the end of the paper and feel satisfied that I had done my best. and i guess another factor that boosted my mood a little was the shakespeare essay result. remember in my previous journal entry i was talking about how the lecturers were pissed off n stuff. so i really thought i was gonna flunk this right? i got a freggin A - lah cheebai! my first A for any essay whatsoever in nus balls. that's damn cool right guys? right? err guys?

so i finished the paper and decided to head down to the gym that afternoon because i'd already taken a week off from work outs and i was beginning to see the effects man. damn flab n shrinkage in all the right places. gym addiction. it happens to the best of us i guess. then the boys and i proceeded to pig out at sakae sushi and then went backto al's room and drank there as a sort of farewell to the room i guess.

next day saturday i had work ad after work we was all psyched up for a celebration at night. head out to homeclub to get mabok first then move on somewhere else. my nose acted up the whole of saturday. blocked/irritated/runny....you name it. fuck. i took 2 panadol flu tablets at 4. had some beer at 6ish. went home. took 1 clarinase and slept. woke up at 9 felt like a million bucks so i went out. drinking was fine ... was a little tired but nothing serious. throat a little scratchy....nothing serious. after 2 or 3 jugs of asahi i decided to have one whiskey dry. and then we set off to "somewhere near" MOS. then again we all knew and silently agreed we'd be heading to MOS. luckily free cheebai. then went to check out clinic since we never saw it before. man was it weird. you're either forced to dance or drink. you turn right it's the circular dance floor so no hiding in A CORNER then you turn left it's the narrow bar area. you don't wanna drink but you're so close to the bartender it's uncomfortable. then there be these skanks dressed as slutty nurses. not your average pilipino sgh nurses but those pornstar status type...cept they dont have the right amount of goods to carry the look off. urgh. "HALLO GUYS YOU WANT SHOTS? (shots of some funny drinks served from a syringe they go up close to the relenting male and shoot the mixture down his throat...their take on kinky.) BERY NICE ONE ACKCHERLLY SUMTING LIKE SEX ON THE BITCH LYDAT. REALLY? DOWAN? *pout pout* WHY? OK LOR HAVE FUN THEN! BYEBYE"

then i started to feel sick. not like from the ahlian nurse but actually sick sick. in good sense we left clinic and headed back to MOS. my world was spinning by then not from alcohol but from something else. something i had not felt in a long time. we ended up at the bar outside pure. overlooking the mass of gyrating wriggling spasming crowd below. no seats. i squatted. bang and al were like oh oh. i walked up to bang and proceeded to aim my forehead for his right forearm. at first he was like wtf. then he understood and told yes shit you have the fucking fever. NOOO!!!!!!

tried to puke. did. felt slightly better. moments later al touched my head and said it was freggin hot. the boys finished their drinks and decided to pop by cafe del mar. so i cabbed home. next day fucking hell stuck in bed whole fucking day. took my temperature at night was 39.1 cool. so sunday home. yesterday home. today home. feeling ABIT better but still waves of headache hitting me ... headache which originated from the feverwhich has since dropped to sane levels of 37.9 - 38-3. cough getting worse. flu's manageable thought which is good so i can fucking breathe. another reason why i know i'm feeling like shit now is because i have involuntarily inducted myself into the cold turkey treatment for ciggies and coffee. ooooowwweeeeeeee!! everyday i have to have my morning kopi o and a cigarette. then through out the day smoke smoke smoke and then reinforcements from kopi c peng in the late afternoon. this routine was so much more intensified during the essay writing and exam mugging period. sigh. all the sleepless nights n stress n shit finally leaving its mark according to chelleywelley.

ok got tired just from typing this entry. gonna go lie down. bye guys.