as the saying goes, " bo ta bo lan pard"

i proved to be the one with most lan pard. and ta whatever drink tat was presented straight in front of my baboon-alike face. people drank till they are damn high. but i drank till i was too full. i thought my stomach was like bursting and flaming with hard liquor but i believe all 7 guys felt that there was no more tomorrow.

flash back.

woke up as usual. by the highly anticipation and passion for the chalet. we all wanted a gathering man. a toast-up gathering. an all dead gathering. a fuck-the-world gathering. met Ant, Shawn, Hamza and took a quick journey on some fucking double decker bus. i cant remember when was my last bus journey. i hate buses.

anyway i still pay 55cents for my bus trips. except those double-deck. its like every commuter's bus fare, the bus driver tend to gain some commission. they just want me to throw every single coin in. so no 55cents tat morning. cb.

Mackey, Ah gu & Joy joined us at Pasir Ris. and we ate Cavana. so gay typin wad we ate too but this is inter-related in the latter part of the story. and remember. its Cavana. the smelly chicken rice in some green plate that is Halal. alright. took a cab down from there and check in. tried hard to keep the room organised and clean.

okae under the scorching weather, we decided on Escape Theme park. need some thrills and screams to make us go fanatical. first ride was like CUPS-look-alike shit thing. i dont know its name. alright enough to make me yelp some vulgarities vocabulary out.

moved on and fucking enough, the 360 degrees shit ride. ohh it got me higher and butterflies start to flap their wings in my stomach. the chickens i ate just now starts to lay eggs. and i tink there is tsunami in my stomach too. so guess wad.

"awwwrrrhhh"

chickens and butterflies came out. oh great. and i continued to bounce around weak-ly.
yeahh playing dumb rides in a low mood. and then vomitting like a gay. how fuck the day can it be. but i vomited and felt great. wah lao damn sick in mind.
played the choo choo tram that comes down from top and splashed dirty water all over you. another bullshit ride.
so got up the pirate ship. got high again and threw up again. this time i could control but i think im such a bastard ass i just wanted to get rid the chickens. and this indian girl tat was in front of me was like so freaking fearful.. wahahha. i could still remember her anxious eyes.
so my cb friends and i embarked on our journey and went on to the haunted house. there were plans to f the ghosts but we didnt even encounter one. boring.
alright time for some racing. Go-cart. or wadever. cant remember. race hard but engine was not doing its best. Ant's cart was damn gay and couldnt run. Joy was the fucker and banged us from the back. Ant hit his head and i whacked my ankle against the gas pedal.
then, had a giant CANDY FLOSS. omg. i like that candy floss. all the gays share at burger king. and we went on to plae that water bumper. i tuat tat was like the best ride tat tey had. water shooting sensation. bringing back some childhood times man. water guns at swimming complex.

alright back to chalet. ate burger king. and making plans to watch EPL. Botak and John joined us. and my dear Arsenal is still in their champions league. and 4th in position. everythings over and we went back chalet from some unknown kopitiam. we took a cab again. and this time finally is the moment. the moment we've been all waiting for.

Ant opened the Vodka as he, Shawn and Mackey faced Botak me and Joy. on the stone table man. first two cups everyone was like damn sober and grinning happily. 4th one than 5th one. and omg. vodka had just finished. i was still 1/4 sober and i know what was going on. Botak stood up cos i went to spit away some water in my mouth. Botak thought i vomited and he start to throw up like fuck. Joy carried himself to the drain and crouched down like a dog and start to vomit too. we are all sick. wahhaha and i sat at the stone seat and start to mumble.

for god sake. i dont know wad i said. Ant opened Chivas again. drank some and i dont know what happened again. mother fucker. i could only remember. two indian security came down and i was reprimanding our neighbours. i tink those who come chalet to sleep are really dumb people. but i dont know which ass tried to cover my mouth. ( Note: i have not vomit yet)

dragged myself to the bed, oblivious of the surroundings. i dont know whose dead yet. whose not. but i know soon, there are ppeople lying beside me and Mackey screaming, " Volcano VOLCANO" .. we all noe. somebody is gonna throw up in the room. and this made me so sick, i stood up and went out to vomit again. for the god damn third time in the day.

i felt dead. and wanted to be dead. how i wish i could be dead.

woke up. hungoveer and was like a corpse. Ant was like a deceased body. and he vomited just beside my face last night. wah kaoz. the rest are awaken by the earsplitting metal music coming from the hp ringtone of Ant's. who could stands it? its worse than alarm clocks.

to be continued...