Is it possible? Can one be happy when one's got a mega hangover? Yes, apparently. My head feels like somebody removed my brain from my head and left it to soak in a heady (pun intended) mix of smoke (2nd Hand, Darling!!), loud beats and booze for hours before returning it barely intact this morning to said head. Ahhh...but that did happen, didn't it? I woke up less than 6 hours after I'd collapsed into bed, unable to return to the land of nod; such was the intensity of the hangover. I must have been sleeping on my front because my chest hurt somewhat. I woke up, wondering why I'd gone out and spent all that money on earning myself a quality headache! Still, the morning's been alright. I've had breakfast (the chopped up banana in my cereal as well as the green tea and cloudy apple juice I've consumed helping immensely) and a little dance around my room to really loud music (does this boy ever stop dancing??) and find myself with a silly grin plastered all over my face. Yes, I might have a hangover but I'm in incredibly good spirits (must be some left over from last night!ha!) and just happy to be alive. I have got to watch the money-spending though. The Great Singapore Sale has arrived and my wallet is fearing the impending abuse that is about to be inflicted upon its plastic tenants. Peas Oot.

Choonage: Little L - Jamiroquai