the morning after...

listening to: iron and wine- flightless bird, american mouth

this is the morning after, after a night of heavy drinking with a bunch of friends. now i feel like shit and my head is spinning and i'm going to sink on my bed like titanic right after this. i didnt expect to get drunk last night, maybe i did but i didnt expect to puke millions of times and it was sick to see your own puke and it was sick for other people to watch you looking at your own puke. what cheap booze can do eh? during a game of truth and dare (mostly dares towards the end because we ran out of questions to ask) i passed out,it was the weirdest night ever, so far. at least i didnt pass out by myself, kay went KO and they puked as well and it made me feel secure that i wasnt alone in this haha. what happened during the game stays only with the people that were involved. it was the time when you're so deep in hell that you didnt give a shit of what people dare you to do...so yeah..scary haha.

the minds werent functioning at all, my vision was blurry and i thought i was blind. hafiz carried me half way towards his car until i begged him to put me down so i could throw up again. later, ann and kay joined me to clear everything out of their systems which was funny. everything felt so nice when he opened the window and let the cold air of the night (or morning, i dont know) brushed your face haaaaaah..everyone lost track of time and we end the night (or morning) crashing in hafiz's place..

i'm going to bed, cheers.