Boring sunday.

The day is hot although it rained last night, the fumes in my bedroom is sickening. The people downstairs didn't spare me breakfast so I zipped straight to Starmall to eat. And now I am here in a Computer shop to check my mails and just to kill the time.

Yeah, it's boring. Now, if boredom can kill, I would be dead right now. Anyway, last Friday, a general assembly was held at Cloz's lair. Well, the group was primarily made up of the remains of TM, HKG and the Pussycat Boys and a bunch of Cloz's brother's friends. We had a Smash brothers tournament which Hervin primarily won since Pikachu is a KILLER despite his... er, its (?) cuteness and tiny appearance. Yeah, those lightning bolts can kill you on the spot, POW! After that, the inevitable drinking spree happens.

I woke up at 7 and found Hervin up and ready to go. TM has plans of going to a fellow TM's birthday bash but didn't happen because Sanchez is beaten up like a piece of laundry. He's high as a kite... No, not that we did that bad, bad stuff (lols) but he was as drunk as a hobo. Anyway, like Hervin always does, we went home without telling the others.

At home, my head was still throbbing as spasms of alcohol essence was making up its way on my head. I can visualize tiny cartoon like creatures with 'B' (which stands up for beer) making up its way on a pink, sticky glob which looks like a thousand worms having orgy which is marked with 'A.B' (Allan's brain). Anyway, I slept for four hours and woke up sober and happy. Lols.

Sigh, if only I can do SOMETHING today. Got to go!