*eff you , carls .
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i drank five/six bottles of carls .
i am not drunk , but highing
the party peoples were dancing
but i'm not
i'm singing
and i don't know why .
awkwardddd
i'm still remember i ask alot of
crapshit questions with my mom
something like im so up myself that kind of way .
hmmmmm
one of my mom's friend
present without her panty on
and she was wearing a Reddress
really really that short .
geeeeee , she's hotter than me :S
On my way back to home ;
im holdin my bag and my mom's burberry bag .
i started felt a lil dizzy and nausea .
my mom asked me do you need to puke ?
if you want i'll stop the car
and let you go out to puke
i said no thanks , i'll be fine mom .
but actually i felt it from my stomach
is starting to .
Finally we had reached home .
and i started to pukeeeeeee .
on my mom's bag and car .
opss , it wasn't intensional
really sorry .
my mom was really upset and scolded me
but i cant hear what she said .
i was like not that i cared either .
goshh , i'm totally drunk
when im trying to open the house door
i cant open it and i took this as locked .
i phoned my brother and said come down
to unlock the door
( with recentfully )
my bro opened up the door and said
Ashhh , there's wasn't locked !
what's wrong with you ?
i went in to my room
i saw my bed was really messy
and with a macbook on .
when i finally fall into bed ,
i crashed out .
totally alike dying
motionless and unable to speak .
after a few minutes , i woke up
i couldn't turn in
i keep on trying to turn myself in
but it doesn't work .
i went to the restroom
facing the toilet boil
puke with ceaseless
with under a lot of pressure .
how awful .
but it feels much better
i really have no idea
how im going to club on next day .
if i get drunk again
perhaps ,
i'll get fucked up
roflllllllness.
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THE NIGHT WAS DISASTER !
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