Still A Nun?

So, am I still considered a nun?

On the Tuesday before the semester ended, a few of us decided to go to Pyramid after the court visits. (Where I fell down and had a golf ball for a right knee. Why am I so blind?? Can't even see an uneven floor? Or rather, why must I walk near the cannister?)

So we had sushi. Yes, I am officially a sushi addict.

Actually, I only followed them to get a drink.

So after lunch, which I eventually ate although at first I didn't plan to eat (the sashimis and inaris were screaming at me to eat them) we decided to go to Rainforest.

And drink.

Had about 4 pints of beer and a cocktail called "Sex in the Rainforest". It's a mixture of malibu and vodka and cointreau and orange and pineapple juice. (just ignore the name of the cocktail.

The verdict?

Never take a cocktail mixed with juices. The alcohol is so diluted!!!

So I ended up pouring whatever remainder of beer that I had into the cocktail.

It was just so schmacking awesome!!

I was happy on cloud 9. Could still manage to walk straight to the loo although a lil like a fairy walking on the cloud.

I still make the best cocktails. It's not too hard, not too light and it's not bitter. It's sweet actually. Coupled with alcohol. And you're in heaven.

And after the drinks, I did the most drastic thing. Yes, Debble doesn't smoke.

Debble did a leapfrog.

Straight into the hands of shesha. (however you spell it) It's just a fruity smoke with a lot of carbon monoxide. Nothing harmful.

But people will have to learn how to smoke first before shesha-ing. Apparently, it's harder.

Nope, I did it quite well. Except for the fact that the bloody shesha thingy was spoilt so the shesha experience wasn't exactly a full one.

It was still good. It sends you to a higher tier of the clouds from all the carbon monoxide swimming in your head. After a while, it fizzles off and you're downright damn sober.

This girl, who is as skinny as Xiao, took asahi at Sakae Sushi, drank 3 pints of beer and a Devil's blood cocktail. Which is practically brandy and coke. Quite a lame cocktail I will say, but it kicks your brains.

She, was downright drunk. But she kept denying it. She said: "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. Are you afraid of me? Don't be afraid of me!" Well, her boyfriend said she clawed him once because he refused to let her pay him back for a trivial sum.

But I found out that you DO NOT do drink, smoke and do shesha. Because one of us did that (not the "are you afraid of me" girl), she's thalaesaemic and she blacked out. She practically just slumped into a pile of body because she couldn't feel her limbs.

And I was there to catch her. But I lost my balance and stepped a lil of the skin of her knees. Ooops, sorry. Luckily a guy came and carried her. Yes. To a chair.

And we massaged her legs and neck because she almost puked. (The girls did the massaging. Don't think too far!!) Massaging, btw, if you're wondering why we did it, helps her blood to circulate.

And that's the drama for the day. We all went home happily. Yes, it's a happy ending for a scandalous day out. Drinking during the day especially.


I was rather afraid that my dad will smell the shesha smoke. But I'm glad he didn't suspect anything. Heheh. Sister, who can smell weed out anywhere didn't either. Double cheers!!!

But the next day, I wouldn't say that I was drunk, just a lil tipsy, I was slurring. And exceptionally cranky.

Weird huh. Slurring only the next day. Was it even a hangover? I blame it on not having my usual round of coffee for the morning.

Anyway, I told my sis about this eventful day on Sunday and she was totally cool with it. In fact, she's sponsoring me!!! She was a lil jealous though that I've done shesha and she hasn't. We're equal now. She's done clubbing and I haven't!!

Not that I'm trying to be a coolio by doing all this. But I think it's pretty harmless to try things out and know why people actually do it. Well, I do now. But I do know my limits. (Unlike claw girl who asked us to go drinking again after shesha. I declined and forced her not to. Because she was already saying weird stuff and everytime she says something weird I will have to do more shesha rounds to knock her weird words off me brains.)

And how am I now currently? A week after that eventful and scandalous day??

SICK. Down with fever and this is the 4th day. The throat STINGS LIKE A BEE and my nose won't stop leaking.

And I have a whole pile of clearing to do for catching up.

Sigh. The price of fun.

So am I still a nun? Or does the "nun" category only falls on dressing?? [Crosses fingers, arms, legs, whatever that Ms Anne won't read this post]