Monday, May 22, 2006
Jack house, lingerie club having fun with Chivas..
Mad and I planned to attacked Kenny but we got ourselves down first..
Indian poker, modified bing bang boom, Yi zi wu gui tiao xia shui..
We four had fun till 1am..
Then dispersed..
They were chatting in the balcony while I went to toilet..
Though tipsy but I was still doing fine before I stepped out of the toilet..
I practically laid on the ground, paralyzed..
While waiting and mumbling for help, I tried to get up..
[It was worse than the CNY okay..]
Then when they finally discovered that I am down, they were laughing their ass out..
Especially Jack, he was practically rolling on the floor..
Kenny was kind enough to carry me back..
[I owe you a big thank you]
And my “dream” started..
[Anyway I remembered the following part when I was in Food Junction]
When Jack was standing up, I thought I saw him [that jerk]..
When Jack was back facing me, I thought I saw him [that guy which I am guilty towards]..
Practically, I answered whatever they [the guys] asked me..
The interrogation stopped when Mad hurt Jack..
[Mad was trying to help me]
But what I was so pissed off with myself is..
Why am I still thinking of that jerk and not getting over it?
hidden secret star
5/22/2006 11:09:00 PM
