cheap thrills

dearest shadow,


I must mention a few stupid things that i've been up to lately. my intention in writing this down is to ensure that i document my silliness for time to come. and to look back and say that i was honest to myself.


I've been getting drunk on beer for a while now. yes. it costs a dollar. its a beautiful light brown can. and the noise of breaking the tab open sounds more and more like music to me. i think i can get intoxicated on that sound alone. and of all things, i can get high on root beer. by this time, i think everyone knows my very long addiction to coke. from my teenage years, people have tried their best to stop me from getting high on it and i actually succeeded. thanks to some wonderful souls. strangely, i lost my scriptwriting ability after that. and i didnt paint as well...anyways, it came back on one fateful day when i forgot to change my drink to milo and damn.


must've been the caffeine switch.

so here i am now, battling the addiction to root beer, after i unsuccessfully tried to drink something else to divert my attention from coke. it was partly the vending machine's fault. yes. it was. hear me out.

you see, you can expect coke, sprite and that sorta thing to be sold out. so what do i do next? i scan for soy bean. right? yes. and guess what? it was sold out! i couldnt believe it. I actually gulped and pressed the button for the green tea. i mean, Green tea? ME? but even then, it did not dispense. so i pressed all the buttons in the row and lo and behold! this interesting drink falls out.

gulp gulp gulp. and the rest is history.


one fine day, i was so high on caffeine that i found myself entertaining a rather mischievous thought. I should go and get another can. past midnight. and i should do it at the vending machine on the other block. and time myself.

so on some caffeine induced courage, i slowly opened the door, made sure no light peeked in -- my brother was sleeping in the living room...swung open my fortified rod iron gates, locked them and ran out to the other block armed with my dollar coin. i put the coin in and before it managed to say 1.00 on the screen, i pressed the button, got my can and ran back to the lift.


82 seconds. thank you god for long legs.

am i good or what? :P ever since that day, i've been doing it sporadically. just to put my brain into a lil fight or flight syndrome kinda thingy. weird people hang out at the opposite block. and i've been coming back alive. feels nice to be naughty. to sneak out and buy a root beer. and make it back. to have your cake and eat it too.


now, dont get any ideas.

like i said, just some cheap thrills.