On Holiday Mood
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I am so in a holiday mood right now. I just feel like partying every single day because I know when Jan 2009 comes, it will not be as relaxing as it is now.
How was your Christmas celebration?
Fuhh. Awesome. Mine, I heard you asked?
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Okay weh. My Christmas eve was spent like this. So the story is like thiiiiiss….
Worked half day till 1pm. And supposed to meet up with AhWin (Jewin) but AhWin decided to be typical _____ (no offence, I’m not racist lol) and came 3.5 hours late. So AhSeng and I were sitting in Makbul, like real Christmas fools.
We had our muka-tunggu-kawan-1-jam, then muka-tunggu-kawan-2-jam, then muka-tunggu-kawan-3-jam. And we said, if muka-tunggu-kawan-4-jam means, we leave straight. Thankfully, the best gift for Christmas this year was AhWin showing up before we actually reached the muka-tunggu-kawan-4-jam.
Seriously.
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Then, the next part of the story is like thiiiiiiss….
We chilling chilling a while more in Makbul, and to punish AhWin, I asked him for a ride home (thanks win). Ended up AhSeng and AhWin in my house, berguitar herow-wing.
Sadly to say, neither one were heroes at it. *wahahhah*
Not long later, my family BEE BEE QUE thang begun. So yeah weh, my mom and I made AhSeng and AhWin to stay for BEE BEE QUE. Michelle popped by later on.
The best part of BEE BEE QUE was when my Uncle who lives nearby, dropped by and joined us for a while too. And the line “Let the bugghahh explode” said by Uncle seriously made the Christmas eve. (Inside joke. To understand, go watch comedy court)
Funny thing was Uncle thought it was his birthday on Christmas Eve. Little did he remember that he actually forgotten his real birth date; of which was supposed to be on the 22nd Dec, not 24th Dec.
So mentah mentah we also just sang him a birthday song. Very loudly infact.
Age is catching up I suppose..
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Okay now, the nexxxxt part of the story is like thiiisss…
After BEE BEE QUE-ING, we jet over to Tim’s house and met up with some others for a Christmas drinking party. We had Smirnoff 50%, some Red Label and Absolut.
We drank till morning, but AhSeng, AhWin and I were sober the entire night/morning, and we spent hours talking crap and cock. Really.
Besides the fun crap, we also had our emo sentimental moment for a short while. We sang and cried over Dance With My Father by Luther Vandross and Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle. Well…. not literally cried, but yeah.
Spoiler was that AhWin had to go back home (5am) at least for a while it seems just so he can “tunjuk muka”, then only go out again as we were planning to ber-dimsum at 7:30am. But how can I not remember that once AhWin goes to sleep, he’ll never wake up until the next 12 hours.
At that time, everyone already left Tim’s place, and only left AhSeng and I while Tim and Mich were dead asleep already.
The both of us couldn’t sleep, that we practically talked more cock to sleep ourselves out. Plus with ‘the language’ right…. Seriously. Cannot make it.
We semangat set our alarms at 7am, just so to berdimsum with AhWin. When my alarm rang at 7am, AhSeng rang Jewin up, for 6 times. And all 6 calls, were unpicked.
Very nice AhWin.
So we screw the dimsum plan, instead ended up cleaning up the mess in Tim’s house before heading back home for a good sleep.
Ah and yes, very clever of you. How did you guess? I woke up at 2pm the next day. (:
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So that was my Christmas Eve celebration. I can shamely and sadly tell you that I literally spent my Christmas eve talking a lot of crap, bullshit, cock, lame jokes, kurap shits and ending up sober the entire celebration with AhSeng and AhWin.
WHY YOU TELL ME. WHY?
50% konon.
New year’s eve has got to be a better celebration, seriously.
Nevertheless, I still had blardy arse fun spending my Christmas eve with my family and friends. Despite all the cock we talked, it was actually entertaining.
Cheers to comedycourt for ‘the language’, really.
What would our Christmas eve be without them. *laughs*
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I just got back from AhWin’s place after dropping AhSeng home. I was dead tired and swore to myself that when I reach home, I’d pig out straight on my bed.
But AhSeng was right. “Go home confirm cannot sleep.” No no, don’t get me wrong. Wasn’t because of the Old Town’s coffee, but AhWin’s gross-disgusting-inhuman magenta-breast-with-dirt-sweat description (wtf ahwin).. *urghhh* :S
I felt like puking.
Actually, I still do feel like puking.
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I’d better head to bed. Clock’s close to hitting 3am. Tomorrow is another day to party ;)
Oh and yes, sorry if you hate reading the way I am blogging today. The grammar and sentence structure, whatsoever. ‘The Language’…… verayyhh influential you knowwww.
p/s: Happy Birthday Melanie. Happy Boxing Day. And Happy NS-ing Chee and all other NS candidates :P
Laters.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, why the languageeeee?
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