I am taking up a course, on booze. I am dead serious. The course materials arrived the other day, and I am already fogged up in my brain, my gosh, these are some serious stuff.
Who would have thought that I can be actually crying to drink so many, many drinks, while learning facts on them through many, many pages in text books.
It is totally opposite of giving up my vices...
Friday 10 July 2009
Sunday 5 July 2009
Darn
Today is the day my friend, whom I love very much yet has not been on speaking term for about a month, dropped a bomb saying he might have cancer. It is just not fair, man, how can I stay mad at you after you pull the death card? and what you did to me was NOT forgivable...!!
I cried while holding ham and singles sarnie, sitting next to him. What else was I to do? The man is clearly freaking out, and he needs to see that I fucking care, and he needs to fight whatever the fate he will face for all those who love him.
Don't die on me. I need you. I can't go on without you. Oh, gawd.
I cried while holding ham and singles sarnie, sitting next to him. What else was I to do? The man is clearly freaking out, and he needs to see that I fucking care, and he needs to fight whatever the fate he will face for all those who love him.
Don't die on me. I need you. I can't go on without you. Oh, gawd.
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