of hangovers and sunny-side ups...

meh. bali-drinking-binge part two occurred when michael's actual wedding celebration was held last night at the shangri-la.

and dammit, did i dive into the booze again.

while it's not the myriad concoction of poison i had in bali, i did have 3 different kinds of wine that added up to my glass count of 12: a wonderful wolf blass red label riesling, jacob's creek's rose and a french red wine of which i can't remember the name of the variety at the moment.

starting at 6 amidst the doritos and peanuts at the cocktail reception (and migratory grazing of the doritos from table to table) and ending after dinner at around 12, with two glasses broken at the base (don't know my own strength i guess, but the glass must be really cheap =P) in the meantime, it was one heckuva party.

and when i got home, i concussed. seriously. knocked out after trying to surf the net and chat for a while. totally out cold. which was around 1.

somehow, i managed to wake up at 6 sharp for fundraising at st theresa's. how the heck i did it was a miracle in itself. even more miraculous was how i still hauled myself out with me nursing first good and proper hangover, with head throbbing and all.

surprisingly, i actually found respite once i started frying sunny-side ups in the kitchen. the headache disappeared and the fatigue vanished. i theorised that it was a endorphin reaction for doing a good enough job churning out the lovely eggs. haha.

though of course, once we ran out of eggs and stuff for me to do, everything started coming back. till i actually got myself a nice nap during the lull period while everyone was at mass.

and after the long, long day of feeling crappy, making a good profit and tying up some loose ends for the advanced news writing and gathering assignment, i shall retire to bed and continue tomorrow after i purge whatever alcohol still flowing through my system.

oyasumi nasai people.