Hello again!
It’s been a couple of days hasn’t it? You didn’t miss much anyway.
Actually, I’ve been through quite a lot but I probably won’t elaborate much because Liverpool are going to play Man City in 15 minutes so I’ll just make this one a quickie. Soz.
So I came back from Miri on the evening of New Year’s Eve.
I enjoyed it, I think. Arrived first day, did nothing. Second day, slept most of the day.
Had to wake up at 6am on Saturday morning because I was my cousin’s ‘best man’ and had to escort him to his wife-to-be’s house/extremely huge hotel suite – because she’s from New Zealand (but born in China).
Waking up at 6 was a lot easier than I had expected. Probably because of the air of urgency around the house.
Went over with two of his other friends and we had to do all these ‘challenges’ (decided by the bridesmaids) before we could get to the bride’s room. Sort of like tradition for Chinese weddings nowadays.
Speaking of Bridesmaids, has anyone seen the movie? Don’t. It’s horrible.
Was pretty tired by the time we got to open the door. Then we escorted her back to our place and had the tea ceremony and yada yada yaa (look it up if you wish).
Lunch. Big lunch. Then had a two hour nap.
Then we had another big formal dinner at night and I had a ‘confetti firework thing’ go off in my face thanks to some guy from the bride’s side not knowing how to use it.
Only confetti. No worries. Otherwise I’d punch him. If I could. Nah, I wouldn’t. You don’t think of me as someone who’d ruin a wedding, do you? Of course not.
Silly you.
Sooooo, I had the ‘honor’ of going around to each and every table with them to ‘yam seng’ and drink and drink and drink. Wine + Beer = Yay.
I don’t like beer that much anymore. Not since Centurion.
Flew off in the afternoon the day after and got home around evening-ish.
There was a party/gathering going on at one of my neighbour’s place but I convinced my parents to let me go hang out at Ken’s.
A lot of new faces. People I didn’t know. Was kind of awkward at first – until I got drunk.
We introduced them to our Aussie drinking games (Cross the River and King’s Cup/Circle of Death).
So by the end of the night, we were all buddies. Oh and I played Battleshots with Phil!
Go look it up on 9GAG if you haven’t heard of it. Izawwsome.
Decided to drive back at around 6ish. Sooo bad. Somewhere along the night, I decided to top up what was left of my Smirnoff with Midori.
Worst idea – ever.
It tasted good, and so I kept filling it with more Midori and kept drinking.
I couldn’t gauge how drunk I actually was until I actually started driving.
Took almost an hour to get home. And when I finally did, I changed out of my fancy clothes and KO-ed right away.
Thing is, I was still intoxicated and as I’ve learnt – it’s not good to sleep in that state.
Ended up waking up multiple times and puking after dreaming of a swerving car. That was kind of like my signal that I should get up because I needed to puke.
Second time I went over my limit. Don’t plan on going over again anytime soon.
It’s a bad place to be. I finally got the last bit of alcohol out of my system at around noon. Slept like a baby after that.
The whole of that day (after I got up at around 4pm) was spent writhing in uncomfortableness. Probably acid reflux again – like what happened after Centurion.
So I’m fine now. Went out with Daniel and Ariel for a 4 hour conversation lunch yesterday at Pyramid and then met up with Eugene in the evening.
I love catching up with people. If I haven’t spoken to you in a while, call me!
Anyhoo, it’s about 10 minutes past kickoff (see how much I care about you guys?)
I’m off to watch the game. YNWA!
Enjoice cakez.
j.
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