Hangovers.
Had a nagging hangover the whole of yesterday… after nursing it the whole day… going out to drink some more seemed like a brilliant idea, rather than anything else.
Halfway into the nite, hangover was still there made worse by other things. And fren/devil’s advocate wont let it rest. Never ever.
“Cat you COW… why are you so rude??? cant you be nicer???,” this isnt the first time fren brought this up.
“I was NICE! What more do you want????Ive never been THAT nice before….!!!”
“There is a code of ethics when it comes to this sort of things…you dont just go doing that!!”
“I din do ANYTHING…said yes means yes..what else is there??????”
“You ALWAYS do that..always, always you will do that!!!!!!”
“I already said I have bad bad mood!!!!! I was still nice..what else more??????”
On and on it went.
After tearing hair out with frustration and suitably terrifying the cab driver…..
“Ok forget about it…. argue for a while… now its all good..lol”
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“Yea… all the yelling made my hangover go away…”
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After that we went on to Hoe House…. dunno why but lately its closing 30 minutes earlier than usual.
In some interesting news…the Oz army was in town on what they call “a paid working holiday” (this term gave me a nitemare later on… but later abt that).
They were pretty well-behaved. Not as regimented as the US navy when they hit town, the US navy always travel in groups… pehaps knowing safety in numbers esp. when they come from where they come from… there is prob. even an MP in the group to keep order.
Funnily enough.. when they go to another city/town ie in abu dhabi… fren (the invaluable walking encyclopedia) says that people prefer to stay indoors cos the american sailors are so rowdy n violent.
If you are having a nite out and see the police out in full force….chances are that an american naval ship has docked on msian shores. Be extra careful.
This isnt a slosh theory.
Its a well-known fact.
If your lucky, all you will see is a sailor puking and his mate eating it up off the floor.
Yes… they are very big on patriotism and all that tough soldier discipline shit.
When the french hit town, you’ll know they are french cos they are so well-dressed and the english r probably the fun-nest of the lot. Ah well.
The OZs were an ok bunch, nice and well-behaved… with a few rascals among them.
Wats funny is they’ve lived together for so long and never knew each others’ origins… so even tho they were OZs….they were still a mixed bunch. (Oz Da Dumping ground for convicts). In a way…rojak like Malaysians.
Then hangover came back… and when it rained a storm…hangover got worse.
Even had a depressing nitemare of not being able to travel again. Was on way to airport with some documents… i was supposed to go somewhere to renew something to be able to travel some more… then it occured to me that i could never ever…cos i dun do what I used to anymore. Things have changed.
And i was bafflingly sad about that… cos in my nitemare, it somehow meant….. i cant travel far far away to far off places.
The icing on the cake was when i realised my flight was with AirAsia.
