I'm so fucking drunk

I have never been this drunk before. I feel as tbough I'm in space, so light and floaty.
And I'm blogging.
I almost fell asleep halfway through waiting and eating my Nasi Goreng Sambal Ayam.
I look like a fucked up loser fucker.
And I'm blogging.
What the hell am I doing.
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If you didnt understand that, it means i'm drunk.
And i'm blogging.
And smelly.
And dirty.
And sleepy,
And i'm blogging.

Gambai~!

Wo Bing Le

I am sick. :o(
How can I? It's just so hard to accept! The invulnerable Jady has fallen from a sickness.
And it had to happen halfway through training. Wth man. All the way from 1pm to 6pm nothing wrong. I even jogged and had a packet of Char Kuay Teow and did vigorous training at 6.30pm. Right after that I felt sooooo weak.
My body hurts all over. And i'm still awake at this hour. Zhen Gai Si.
Must be because of the throat/cough/flu and lack of water. But all in all, it's the weather to be blamed! Damn you! If you had been a little more disciplined.....
I fall out of the training right after basics, and people starting asking me why I suddenly stop training.
"Eh why suddenly stop ah?"
"Sick already lor"
"What kind of sick? Love-sick ah?" Apparently no one believed me.
"Haha no lah where got love-sick one. Really sick lah."
I wanted to say "Sick of you", but the person asking the question was a lady, and she is hot. So, yeah.
So what kind of sick am I?
Sick as in Sick?
No, I'm really sick. Yes sick and I took a panadol already. I'm feeling rather chilly and my joints all feel as though lime juice was squeezed onto them. And my lips look as though lipstick was applied to it. Beautiful light reddish colour. Ahhh sick.
So I have decided to take off tomolo! That's right I'm so gonna lie in bed for the whole day tomolo. Just thinking of it brings a smile to my face.
Actually it sucks to do nothing. It's like being paralyzed and wheelchair-bound, and because you have not moved for too long and all the blood gets jammed here and there and then heart attack occurs and you die and you become the next Christoper Reeves.
Not very pleasant isn't it?
I shall see what time I wake up tomolo. And when I eventually do I shall walk around here and there. And then if my condition worsens I shall be a good boy and visit the doctor.

On my way back from SKA just now, I passed by a Ge Tai (wtf is this in English? Stage?) with a local young Chinese pretty woman singing. She sings so well, that I'm surprised what is she doing not cutting an album. Maybe the producers are blind. She can sing 100000000000 better than the bloody Singapore Idols. What the spectaculars sia. Fucking bullshit none of them is anything worth to be called entertaining. You mean you are THAT good that you are more spectacular than the American Idols?
That Australian Idol is another idoit. Some Guy Sebastian if i'm not wrong. Totally nutcase haircut and 10-year-old talent.

Ok I shall stop criticising people when I myself is in a sorry state.
Sleep.