Thursday, October 29, 2009

the lady in red

Today was a very very very embarrassing day. As you guys know Thursday is my hell day - back to back classes from noon till eight thirty in the morning. The first class of the day is this (stupid) uni core course called Leadership and Team Building, which is pretty much like a more antagonising form of PW. Anyway, we had a presentation last week where we did a skit, and my group bough a bottle of fruity sparkly champagne (it wasn't even real champagne, just those cheap party drinks) from Cold Storage cos we needed it as a prop. Today after class we decided to pop it and share. They gave me a cup and I loved it, cos it was really really fruity and yummy and tasted like fizzy apple juice. So, without thinking about how I

a. had classes later;
b. was wearing a BRIGHT RED LONG SLEEVED DRESS
c. get SUPER RED immediately after drinking alcohol;

I took another cup, another full cup.

Needless to say it kicked in almost immediately, and the next thing I knew my face and neck and EARSSS were as red as my dress, and I wouldn't stop giggling and everything just felt so HOT. People stared at this girl wearing a red dress with a red face and a red laptop and who was grinning from ear to ear. I had to go everywhere with my friends because when I tried to go up to the next class myself I found it really hard to stop giggling. In the next class I stupidly raised my hands to comment on the discussion topic (pity I was stoned for this week, the topic was the legal education in Singapore and the fundamental ethics a lawyer needs to survive in practice, the most interesting so far), and I mashed up all my words and actually said out loud something like "Brr! I think I don't know what I'm saying" when I actually had a very good point to make ):

And after the alcohol induced mess died down I started sneezing non-stop (still am now) and you know how badly I blow my nose.

Embarrassing, embarrassing day.


4 comments:

  1. Hahahah. Jesus. And it wasn't even real alcohol? Man.

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  2. It was 7% alcoholic! But I know right. I'm pathetic.

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  3. Hahahaha omg Zara!! I burst out laughing- which means I'm starting my Friday on a good note (thank you!) Kelly are you feeling better?

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  4. Yeah a little, physically. Emotionally not so. I woke up that night breathing real hard and like started panicking and crying and thinking, ahh, I'm going to die, ahhh, I've never been this sick before in my life, I don't know what to do, why can't I get better; it was really scary.
    Then my bloody roommates keep belittling me and refusing to believe how sick I am. Like they literally said to my face, "Stop playing it up! (They think I'm playing it up because that's what THEY would do in my place - I'm fucking playing it down) You've been in bed all week, how can you say you feel weak now? When I was sick I still managed to do my homework!" I'm like HELLO, I was in bed because I was barely fucking conscious for days and I wasn't fucking resting, I was shivering my ass off and constantly trying not to throw up for 48 hours - I wasn't in bed by fucking CHOICE.
    They're like,... yeah. Whatever. Maybe.
    Oh, I'm so mad.

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