It's another Monday morning, except it really isn't just any Monday morning... it's the last Monday before Christmas, we'd just lit all 4 Advent Candles at mass yesterday morning... (psst... i've always thought that the advent candles should be kept lit for 4 weeks till Christmas, but apparently they extinguish them after mass and light them up again every week! flabbergasted.) as i was saying, the candles were lit yesterday signifying Christmas is at hand!!
Christmas on the island = mad-buying, panic-buying and loads of impulse-buying. all of which we didn't succumb to, cos there ain't a lot of people to buy presents for! there were the office gift-exchanges, the bottles of wine for each house party/dinner we went to, the presents for people who have been real nice to us this year....and that's about it. no headaches at all. (there are times when i'm pretty happy to be away from home... and then i think about my parents and sista and i miss home again.)
anyway, i've been boozed up so much this past week, i think my ears are gonna leak alcohol and even a tiny spark could set off a fire. the alcoholic gene in me acts up when i smell even an ounce of alcohol within a 1 mile radius. last thurs party, i slid up to the bartender after 2 pinot grigio's wanting some juice, the really young (not sure whether he's past the legal age, but i don't think it matters on this island) bartender asked me "pure cranberry juice?" in a really incredulous tone. i was about to say "yes, just pour the damn juice" but i didn't. the gene acted up and what came out of my mouth was "add a splash of vodka pls". "just a splash? you won't taste anything." so the gene in me induced me to say "oh, whatever, just pour it in". and there was definitely vodka in that drink, i could taste it, smell it and feel it as it slid down my guts.... pure heaven. and of course i had to have 2 of those. why stop at 1 when you've already fallen off the wagon right? i couldn't drive after that. had to call in my substitute driver - hao-e. i bet there were more than 2 shots of vodka in each drink. i slept like a baby that night. oh bliss.
and we had a wonderful night at M's house on Saturday. i was an angel. i was so sociable that night, i thought i'd float up with wings and die a few hours later like a moth. and of course i helped to clean up 3 bottles of red wine that night. haha. i was a moth with purple lips.... can die lor. woke up next morning still smelling red wine in my breath, and staggered to mass. God must be so upset with me. my only execuse is it's christmas once a year?!
so this week is a super short week cos Christmas and Boxing Day is on thur and fri which means it's a long 4-day weekend!!! laze and daze!!! woohoo! (oh, and if you're commenting, i'm gonna delete anything to the tune of how i'm wasting my life away, it's time to indulge ok!)
Christmas on the island = mad-buying, panic-buying and loads of impulse-buying. all of which we didn't succumb to, cos there ain't a lot of people to buy presents for! there were the office gift-exchanges, the bottles of wine for each house party/dinner we went to, the presents for people who have been real nice to us this year....and that's about it. no headaches at all. (there are times when i'm pretty happy to be away from home... and then i think about my parents and sista and i miss home again.)
anyway, i've been boozed up so much this past week, i think my ears are gonna leak alcohol and even a tiny spark could set off a fire. the alcoholic gene in me acts up when i smell even an ounce of alcohol within a 1 mile radius. last thurs party, i slid up to the bartender after 2 pinot grigio's wanting some juice, the really young (not sure whether he's past the legal age, but i don't think it matters on this island) bartender asked me "pure cranberry juice?" in a really incredulous tone. i was about to say "yes, just pour the damn juice" but i didn't. the gene acted up and what came out of my mouth was "add a splash of vodka pls". "just a splash? you won't taste anything." so the gene in me induced me to say "oh, whatever, just pour it in". and there was definitely vodka in that drink, i could taste it, smell it and feel it as it slid down my guts.... pure heaven. and of course i had to have 2 of those. why stop at 1 when you've already fallen off the wagon right? i couldn't drive after that. had to call in my substitute driver - hao-e. i bet there were more than 2 shots of vodka in each drink. i slept like a baby that night. oh bliss.
and we had a wonderful night at M's house on Saturday. i was an angel. i was so sociable that night, i thought i'd float up with wings and die a few hours later like a moth. and of course i helped to clean up 3 bottles of red wine that night. haha. i was a moth with purple lips.... can die lor. woke up next morning still smelling red wine in my breath, and staggered to mass. God must be so upset with me. my only execuse is it's christmas once a year?!
so this week is a super short week cos Christmas and Boxing Day is on thur and fri which means it's a long 4-day weekend!!! laze and daze!!! woohoo! (oh, and if you're commenting, i'm gonna delete anything to the tune of how i'm wasting my life away, it's time to indulge ok!)
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