How the fuck I actually survived until 2010?
In 2009 December 29th I guess, I was fucking sick! After 3 fucking wild night clubbing at CQ, PG , Bubble, I finally got a system down notice 'issued' by my body. On 29th that day itself, George and his peeps come over my place. George made me 4 fucking cone of Bong. I was sick that time but yet, I don't give a shit about it. Everyone was so 'petrified' ! The next day I woke up, I'm spitting green mucus with blood stained on it. I felt that my lungs were torned apart. Even until New Year Eve, I have to stay on my fucking bed to make sure things won't go worse....Fuck my New Year Celebration and what's gona be next?
2010, hope it won't be as pathetic as the previous years....
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