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Alcohol content: equivalent to one (1) can of beer.
People who have anything to say to that DON’T SAY. Thank you.
May all your sorrows and worries drown (I typed “dream” initially instead of “drown”. Damn my head is being messed with again) together with mine in the mildly alcoholic ocean of the cavity of my stomach.
May your regrets and anger, together with mine, be hydrolysed and metabolised into harmless nothings by the alcohol dehydrogenase from my liver.
May I stop sounding like a medical geek.
HAHA.
Mana budak Malibu saya?
Ell oh ell.
(By the way I didn’t mean those things about drowning sorrows and metabolised regrets. Alcohol is overrated and it doesn’t help in reality. In my case la. So yeah.)
(I was trying to be oddly poetic. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ooo – that’s another reason I’m in med school! Haha!)
You not sien I sien already ok.
STOP IT.
Just stop.
Stop showing me your alcohol, stop ignoring me when I see you in a taxi and I’m looking for a taxi too and we’re going to the same place but you act like I’m invisible and share your taxi with your housemates.
(this is very -_- because technically I’m yelling at myself ‘cos you don’t actually control my dreams)
(here I go again)
AIYAH WHATEVER LA.
dammit
i think i accidentally left my brains in the freezer with aforementioned mandarin orange
(which is still sitting on the tub of icecream. it was pretty much concussion-causing-rock-hard when i checked)
*facepalm facepalm facepalm*
O BRAIN WHY HAD THOU FORSAKEN ME WHEN I NEEDETH YOU MOST?
there should be a law against mind games!
it should be illegal to play with peoples minds i tell you! dangerous stuff AND PEOPLE MIGHT GET HURT.
aiyah whatever la
(i seem to be saying “aiyah whatever la” a lot these days -_-)
*chicken cluck*
