We bought snacks, noodles needed for the next three days, few films for mid-night relaxation, a set of boxing stuff. But that didn't make the day special enough.
The night was horrible, I've processed the four stages of drinking alcohol: trying the first few glasses, having more and more, dizzying back home without safety, vomiting while you sleep! I've tried, even I vomited on my bed while I was sleeping, like an explosion of a volcano, lavas all around the bed and the ground, burning on my face. I went to the washroom, looking at a monster in the mirror and cleaning up the lavas which sticked on it. We've actually left that smelly room along to the next day...
I didn't sleep well, the stomach wasn't feeling good at all. For some reasons, I had to clean the remaining horrible, disgusting shit in my room. Nice father would NOT help his son because he was so nice... I was alone in that room, using my mouth to breath for the whole process. There was no tools except a towel and a container. I shouldn't write about it or this post may be blocked by blogger. After like an hour of war, I could only use diluted shampoo to clear up the smell, it worked lucky.
We went around in the city, played snooker, played Initial D third stage and so on.
Every time we went home, our boxing training began. Since we had to get rid of the smell at home, we opened the window, it was a huge mistake.
The second night, we were watching the DVD we bought there, Max Payne, then went to another room, trying to get some rest for the next day. I was just like sleeping with mosquitos. They were everywhere, uncountable! I got annoyed by them, flying around my ears, I killed two of them, they continued, I gave up, I covered my ears.
I looked at another monster in the mirror the next day, full of dots. I tried to suicide, but I failed, I didn't know the way to......
Whatever, I've been back to hong kong, everyone saw my face, laughed out loud. I cut my hair, it was too short again. Now, I am waiting for tomorrow. But the next thing I want to do is MacLehose again, I count on you, my legs!
