Monday's night dinner was at Newton with JJ. He was back from KL and took Wifey and I out for dinner. Over dinner, I've finally realized how much you can really trust a person. I really didn't know what I was getting myself into till I was told the truth. I was super depressed and confused as I knew it was too late to do anything. Seriously wished that I could turn the back the hands of time, things were just too messed up. Sigh.
Tuesday and Wednesday, met up with the 'ex X' (yes, he's only left with 4 more days.) Starbucks coffee session with all the ah bengs. Couldn't beleive how long it had been since I last saw them, and now they've got their own cars and bikes and stuff, wow. Time really flies.
Wednesday night, out first stop was at Double O. I don't really wanna recap what happened there, but he felt really bad about the whole incident. So we ended up over at Blu Blaze @ Boat Quay, it was some time since we sang and drank together. But it definitely made me feel like me 2 years ago. We ended the night at Bangkok @ Ming Court. My first time in a Thai Disco pub. Reluctant to go at first, but luckily it wasn't one of those dirty and sleazy ones. Got home feeling alittle high after mixing my drinks, but I amazingly still managed to sent him home. Thank goodness I was off the next day.
The next day, Dinner was over at my sister's place. Jovene came down to Sengkang to join us for Movie and Pasta night. Adrian and sister did the cooking while Jovene and I helped out. I felt really moody that day, but I had these guys to cheer me up! :D
Movie of the night: Bring it on Again.
Ingredients: Swedish meatballs, red and green peppers, chili, mushrooms, tomatoes, corn beef-- all that served with linguine pasta!
(i just look like crap)
Friday night after work, Wifey and I headed down to Arena. The remaining guests from 95 FM's Fearless Fun Female event still lingered on which made it a full house. Sister, Barry & friends partied with us with more drinking and dancing till about 4 in the morning. Music was great although I was the witness of 2 vomiting scenes. I guess it wasn't that great of an idea to have free flow Johnny Walker? By the end of the night, there were countless drunkards literally on the floor. I was glad I wasn't one of them. I stopped drinking at 12, and was practically high on orange juice the entire night. I was freaking hyper I must say!
I made it to work on Saturday, feeling wide awake. The effects of too much vitamin C the night before. Hahaha. Dinner at Pasta Mania with JJ & his panjang friends. Caught the movie Tropic Thunder. Funny but meaningless, and i fell asleep in the middle of it. It was nearing to 4 when we decided to headed home as I was having a slight sore throat. (It all started from there.)
The next morning, the girls and I headed to Sentosa! Yeah, I know, I should have rested at home, but I pulled myself outta bed and waited for Wifey and Jovene to come fetch me. Sister and Adrian were at Sentosa too, so we headed down to our usual spot at Bikini Bar. It had been a few months since we were there. I so missed those Sundays with Heneikien and pizza. We kinda over ordered this time but this Sunday was different, aside from sister and Adrian, the girls and I drank coke the whole afternoon. (i guess there's just too much alcohol in our bodies)
Ended up at Shang's Rasa sentosa because they wanted to swim. Drinks were on the house, but by that time of the day, I was half dead. I don't know if it was cause of the sun, or the coke with salt just didn't work. My body was aching all over, my throat was numb, and my body was heating up. We sent Jovene back while I knocked out in the car. Wifey and I then headed to sister's place to shower and for take away dinner from Tiong Bahru Market. The curry, fried chicken or chee kueh did not make my throat any better. Ended up falling asleep while watching Jumper, snuggling up under the blanket. Felt like crap when I woke up, so Wifey sent me home and I knocked out ALLL the way till this morning.
My throat's still numb, and now my tongue. My fever has finally went down, although I still feel like an oven. My body is aching, and my head is still throbbing. I look like crap, I can't taste anything. I hate to fall sick.
This week has just thought me a really valuable lesson. I know guys hate it when girls call guys whenever they're drunk. I feel like a fool for what happened on Wednesday night. It's like I never learned my lesson from the previous incident. I guess, it's only when I'm drunk that I speak the truth. I don't like telling others how I feel. On top of that, this whole situation has once again thought me not to trust anyone or everyone so easily.
I guess things are just the way it is, but I just didn't want it to be like this.
It feels like there's a full stop right in the middle of this unfinished sentence.
I'm no player. But I'll always get played.
I'm no good at mind games, but always a victim at it.
