Spent the night at Evans house drinking, and I don't know how many shots I downed before I completely went k.o. Before I knew anything, I was in the toilet puking non stop. It's like I went to puke, went to sofa to sleep, went to the toilet to puke, went back to the sofa to sleep, went to eat chocolate cake, went to puke again, went to the sofa to sleep, went to puke again. Oh my gosh, I don't know how many times I puked but it was a lot.
I even did it on the driveway while I was walking out. NO ONE HELD ME, EVERYONE JUST SOMEHOW DISAPPEARED AND ASKED ME TO WAIT AT THE GATE. So I slumped down on the ground and puked into the plastic bag I was holding. And I think I didn't aim my face properly...... or something. Oh well. :\
It smelled bad and it was all very disgusting but Thank You my dearest friends for taking care of me and clearing up all the mess that night! Seriously. Thank youu..
At least I wasn't as bad as the others who puked on the carpet, the door, the wall, the floor, inside the house! I bet everyone felt as bad as I did.. When I read twitter the next day, it was like everyone was tweeting bout how much they puked and all that. Beyond crazy! :)
And I just realized something, why did we eat "yee sang" on new years eve? I thought it was chinese new year only. o.o
My super gone moment. Ahh.
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