Drunk

I’m totally drunk. I’m not sure if it was the Chivas Regal or the Gin, but whatever the cause, I’m totally inebriated.

And it’s times like this when I think about the what ifs. What if I got an A1 for English during the O Levels like I deserved to instead of the odious B4 (which I still believe to be a fluke)? Then again, what difference would it have made? Maybe it’s better this way? Argh, why? Why?

Bah, I think it’s all the alcohol. It’s gone to my brain, and hasn’t just affected my writing facilities.

PS: This post should be deleted for disjointedness, plain stupidity and lack of discretion. But maybe it will serve as a warning not to get so wasted next time. I guess I ought to be glad that I wasn’t around with mutual friends. Can’t imagine the consequences of accidentally blurting out stuff. Bah!