Im Hung Over

by : naekole

I kept waking up the entire night, with a blasting headache and a twisted up tummy.

Feeling sick to the bone, I swore to never ever touch Tequila again (thanks Caryn).

Having to throw up every once a while, I never felt so shitty before, until I remembered my 2oth birthday, where I really don't remember anything at all.

Bummer much.

I am resisting the urge to pick up my House and Philosophy book, or even Planet India.

The urge to read has set in again, and while I was cleaning my room the other day (about time), I found all of my old books, still in perfect condition.

Some read, some not, I do think I should finish up everything before I proceed with my new reads. 

Maybe during the long holidays after the exams. 

I am excited, really, because, I haven't had a read off with myself in a year.

I usually need about a week (or 2, depending on book sizes) to finish off a book.

At this point, I do nothing other than read actually.

Ah, I can see it now, hot latte, a book, and a nice comfy bed.

I wish I could smoke, but I'd probably be shot on the spot by my mother.

I had the most amazing time last night.

With Dharma, Caryn, Vishnu, Jeremy Kian and Jer's friend, Ong (not Andrew).

Ah. 

No more Tequila, ever again.

ever.

xx