| Current mood: |  nauseated |
| Current music: | "little room" ~ the white stripes |
ssssssembreak
Hour 1 after the last exam, the whole class stripped down to our sleepwears, because we're weird like that. It's thematic sem-ender picture time so we got in our jammies, some in their bathrobes apparently and others just ignored us.
The whole thing's a bit hazy because it seemed like I've had a couple of drinks on me all day, just thinking of 6 o' clock and how I'm gonna feel after the semester's over. Not so differently it turned out, so we had to exaggerate, act drunk and mentally deranged.
The post dinner party is the stuff of milestones. At least for me.
We did a 3-hour grocery shopping for nachos,limes, cumin, tomatoes, white onions, salsa ingredients... because Nigella NEVER buys ready-made salsa. I made chili dynamites as requested and we pulled our best efforts into making the salsa not taste like spaghetti sauce. We saw our spread, and it was good.
Nine shots of tequila, a glass of bailey's and some seriously bad white wine later, the world spun like a merry-go-round minus the merry and more like puke-y. Details will be intentionally withheld, because I remember everything quite clearly and while it's all worth it as milestones tend to be, I don't think I'll be terribily excited for the next one, not for a very long time. And oh, my head is pounding, full bass and treble, as I'm typing this. Congratulate me.
As i told jowein last night, before my judgment lapsed into oblivion, "sembreak na, now i'm ready to face my issues."
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