Epic-ness of Life

Sometime last week....
J: Eh CT, faster organize party for next friday lar!
CT: What?! You're gonna be partying for four days straight, not enuf ke? want to start on friday some more. You think you still young ah?
J: *pouts* Yea, four days NOT enuf dear!!!
CT: Eh I tot you on the wagon?!

Yes, My name is Jess and I am a mood swing alcoholic. I drink when I'm stressed and unhappy. I made a promise not to repeat last year's Xmas epic drinking binge failure.

After weeks of sadness, abandonment, good-byes and the non-good-byes I was feeling so low but still havent caved into my longing for escape

But.....
Then the rejection letter came and I retreated to my bed. Stared at the ceiling, and lo and behold, the devil himself drew outside my house, dragged me to the Beer Cafe and proceeded to stuff a Laffe down my throat. Then sneaked one of the devil's Taman Hoe. Coupled with another devil's Taman Hoe, who then urged me to scoff down lok lok steamboat at midnight.



EPIC FAIL!!!!

Now I pray for someone to stop me from accepting the invite out for magaritas tonite *EGAD* SUCH WEAK WILL I HAZZZ!!!

Must remember to diet. 4 days of booze, beach and bikinis around the corner!!!