RAWR!

= Currently sick with stomach flu=

Price to pay for going hardcore on Whiskey for the past 2 days, I suppose.

Went drinking in the park with Alex on Monday, just Jim, Alex and me.

LOL.

Half a bottle and a drunk spin in his car till the wee morning.

Yesterday was the shit. Went to Irene's house for visiting. Played cards, lost some, then stayed back after Wendy, Chris, Keith and Shirley left.

Edward, Irene et moi polished off a whole bottle of Martell Red Label.

<3

Planning to go diving together.

=D

Fuck this new year.

There's no cheer in the new year.

According to the Queen Bitch, a certain relative wasn't happy that I ate her pineapple tarts. And that the yearly Shark's Fin soup wasn't for everyone's consumption because it's fucking expensive and that we're supposed to fucking PAY for it.

Very well.

I don't want that certain relative's fucking tarts because they're SOUR. And I'll stop visiting Grand anymore in case they start CHARGING VISITATION FEES.

I'll make it clear that I'm just reacting to WHAT THE QUEEN BITCH TOLD ME, SO IF IT ISN'T TRUE, IT'LL BE GOOD TO LET ME KNOW.

Doesn't help to be kind sometimes. I'd woken up extra early to visit Grand the other day to help prepare for the reunion dinner, when the others didn't even bother turning up to help.

So it's pretty upsetting to hear that. Just because I ate a few tarts.

Geez man.

I lost about $80 gambling today, and I'm not in a fucking good mood. Someone shuffled the cards wrongly, which caused me to lose.

I'm not happy about that. Especially since it was caused by a BAD dealer. I mean, if you DON'T KNOW HOW TO SHUFFLE AND DEAL, DON'T DO IT.

I know I suck at shuffling cards, which is why I NEVER VOLUNTEER.

Money is sensitive issue.

And I'm sensitive when I lose not because of my own misjudgement but that of others.

*sigh*

Fuck this shit.