I had a a slump weekend two weeks ago. Disciplining myself to ignore vodka and redbull was a catastrophic attempt. Tolerating to have an un-alcoholic weekend is like to have a special talent - I have to :
1. Pressurize myself to drink just the REDBULL
2. Drink redbull and imagine it is VODKA and REDBULL
3. Hang out with my gay friends to drink gay drinks
4. Imagine VODKA and REDBULL are like prozac (expired stuff)
You should be asking why would my very first entry didn't like start off with Once upon a time........
Reason is I haven't been sleeping well so i figured i need to do write the fcuk out of it. Not a single living thing helps - my friends weren't that smart 'till they came up with the notion of my sleeping disorder:
1. Too much of VODKA and REDBULL
2. Too much of VODKA and REDBULL
3. Too much of VODKA and REDBULL
4. and of course, too much of VODKA and REDBULL
Damn, they make me feel like i smell like a whorehouse which I think i should be illegal by now. So I decided to ask my mum instead. Trust me, my mum is a better bitch than I am and drinks more coffee than I do.
B : Ah mee, I can't sleep. It has been going for weeks.
Mum: Of course lah. Lack of alcohol consumption.
B: Leh mah. You mean I should be inebriated by now?
Mum: Don't you think you always make better decisons when you are intoxicated?
I didn't even know she is my mum 'till she said that. Her reverse psychology works like feeding Britney with crack. I had caffeine as a bizzare detox and it worked, I didn't even sniff on Vodka and Redbull and had a good sleep over that weekend.
Pauletta - you reckon I should still blog now that I am sober enough to sleep?
Friday, October 19, 2007
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2 comments:
just so u know i dropped by~ but you deserve more than just a blog tag, dear & old friend! will write in the coming week :)
And btw, LOL --> LOVE yr mom.
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