forget it..

I love alcohol. It makes me happy. I am able to enjoy a whole night of nothingness at the kopitiam with the right company and a couple of beers. No noisy eardrum-erupting "chboom chboom", nor toe-stepping young punks.

HOWEVER...

1st drink of the year 2007: Milk


Wow! Since the beginning of time (me becoming of legal age), no one can ever see me anywhere remotely near Woodlands on a 31stDecember night. Needless to say, who can even imagine me drinking milk in the living room in this very last hour of the year?

Is this an omen? What is it trying to say?!!
Help. I'm scared.


After watching the countdown party 2007@VivoCity on Channel 5, I'm sooo glad I didn't crawl down to VivoCity and squeeze my ass off counting away the last seconds of my 2006 there. I mean, did you even see Julian Hee and What's-his-Name's rendition of Sexy Back?? *pukes*

I'm a loser spending my last of 2006 at home playing WordSmith, drinking milk and watching TV, but it beats jumping around VivoCity amongst sweaty bodies and sticky armpits.

Ok, maybe hanging out at a chill-out pub with pals not so losery. Ok Ok I know.