ms-vindicta

and because too many things happened, i’m gonna do this in point form.

as usual.

- clubbing at st james day before birthday.

- couldn’t find a table, have to resort to acting coy to middle-aged men in hopes of sharing their tables

- realised there’s a disgusting amount of old ppl at st james on friday nights.

- manages to find a table.

- runs off to the dancefloor. 

- boyfriend got drunk, ruok got drunk.

- got picked up by two creeps, one was very touchy-feely, the other kept sniffing my hair and whispering the lyrics of pussycat dolls’ "don’t cha" into my ear.

- got creeped out by his "i know you want me, i know you do" and cynthia helped me chase him away.

- gave the first creep a fake mobile number. 

- boogied till club closed. 

- spent my birthday with the boyfriend cause it was our anniversary too! (smart boy eh? just have to give me one gift for two significant events. )

- planned to head to the zoo then have a picnic but lousy weather made us call that off

- boyfriend cooked up a storm; pasta, mushroom soup and chawanmushi while i snoozed

- snuggling in front of the tv, anthony bourdain, plenty of love

- i am 20 and i’ve been with the boyfriend for a year! 

- thursday at wala = shirlyn returns from new york!

- tiong, ruok and the rest paotohed me by telling the band it was my birthday and screaming "eileen! headlights!" unanimously.

- the band ends up singing happy birthday to me and addressing it to headlights while making me stand on a stool.

- the whole of wala knows i’m "headlights".

- shirlyn says i’m small everywhere else but there.

- i don’t know where to hide my face.

- i go to the toilet and there are strangers saying, "happy birthday, headlights!" 

- i come back and tiong orders a waterfall.

- i suck up the waterfall.

- DPL and r3g buys me a huge-ass mug of konig.

- i suck up the konig.

- someone passes me a glass of vodka lime.

- i suck up a bit of it.

- ginger and gingerbreadman buy me a cake.

- i blow out the candles.

- 20 mins later, i feel woozy.

- the rest of the night i spent rushing in and out of the toilet at wala, puking my guts out.

- cynthia and ruok carry (literally) me out of wala and into a cab.

- ruok sends me home, i puke at the void deck.

- i enter my room, throw my stuff on the ground, climbed onto my bed and promptly fell asleep with my makeup, contacts and accessories still on.

- i wake up the next morning and puke the night’s dinner out, twice.

- i made the startling realisation that it’s the most i’ve ever puked in a day - 9. (yes, even in the past with the ED. power huh?) 

- i spend my last day at work with a hangover.

so yes, all in all, although it doesn’t sound like it,   i had an awesome birthday.

thank you everyone for the birthday wishes, (there’re too many names and i’m too lazy to list out all of you!  you know who you are) and gifts.

and though i don’t look like i’m 20 and i certainly don’t feel like i’m 20, fact is, i am.

oh well, just got to suck it up, like i do with most other things.

happy 20th to me!