Okay! Everyone's bugging me to update. So, here's what happened at our post prom:

Attendees (from our class, that I knw of): Jayme (yeah I invited her last minute), Jerms, Jo and moi.

We saw Camellia thre too -dramatic pause- , with her friends from 03, I think.

Zay cldn't go, her mouth was swollen like crap; I believe she uploaded photos of it but removed them. Huanhuan cldn't go, the 'rents aren't very fun I guess.

Ongong said the prom people wld go, which totally raised my hopes (Ong you deserve a slap!). I texted KT the big fat meanie and she said they weren't going, thn refused to reply further texts. @#$#^%*^$%^

So, that left us with, well, us. My class is so annoying right?!

Location: Butter Factory. Ok, in my opinion, that place plays rly suckish music, and the atmosphere was very un-clubbish. Even Obar is btr, and it's smaller and less well known. (I will blog abt Obar another day.)

We cldn't even get our drinks! Were ripped off for a jug of alcohol which tasted like, COKE?! Thn we decided to queue for free flow, but jst as it was nearing our turn, they passed down a stupid msg - No more free flow. How seriously idiotic is that?

So, we left the club. We meaning Jayme, Jerms and me, cuz Jo was having loads of fun inside. Since we were at Clarke Quay, we called Himbo, but he refused to reply my text or answer my call. I don't knw what that's supp to mean.

We headed to Cheers cuz we rly wanted to get drinks. Sat on the steps and mixed vodka with orange juice. And that's whre things started to go downhill. I think I got rly high first and started HI-ing everyone who passed. I think there was a bitch who said "NO you're not" when I said to Jayme "I'm sober." HELLO, is it any of your business? F*ck off will you.

Thn Jerms' friend (I can't rmbr his name) came over and Jerms jst got up and left with his group! May I ask what kind of friend leaves another friend when she is so obviously not sober? And, she left with Jayme's shoes?!?! I don't knw what's going thru that head of hers. Maybe she was drunk too?

Well, after that Jayme and I jst puked a lot, at which I told her to call my dad to pick me cuz I knew I cldn't make it home in a cab. I rmbr sitting at a busstop waiting for him to come, and this guy was watching us making a fool of ourselves. I think I asked him for a plastic bag too, in case I puked in the car. Yes, he gave one to me! How nice. I rly mst thank him personally, sober of course. So my dad came and sent Jayme home as well. He's quite idiotic; kept saying "If you can't drink don't drink la haiyoooooooo", but I was already sleeping in the car. Maybe I shld have puked in it too, that'll teach him.

Ok Zay, are you happy? Finally a recount of what happened that night! :)

I'm going to stay away from alcohol for awhile, a long long long while.