Some things you can’t unlearn.
10/05/10 • 6 Comments

I jumped out of a plane on Saturday. A perfectly good, flying plane. When it reached 14,000ft I thought it was a good idea to jump. Fall. Drop. Fly. Call it what you will. I did it. And I survived. Talk about the ultimate full-bodied salute to life. It is a feeling that words cannot do justice. It is a feeling that brings with it fear and excitement at the same time. It is a feeling like no other. My final thoughts?  Not prayers to God/Allah/Buddha (I’d already spoken to them), but a small chat with life. Hey Life, You’ve been good to me so far. I haven’t had a drop alcohol for three months so I think you owe me. I’m about to test you in a way you cannot imagine. No, I won’t be attempting to drink the king’s cup; I will be falling through the sky.  Please [...]

NEVERLAND: NEVER [go to this] LAND? (By Emily Yeo)
20/04/10 • 1 Comment

I’m having an identity crisis. Spawned from the place in my mind where Disney stories still reign, I find myself personally identifying with both Peter Pan and Captain Hook. Yes, these are both men. Yes, they are both fictional. And yet their greatest behaviours and beliefs transcend simply into the real, non-fictional world that we live in. Like most people, the Peter Pan in me is desperate not to grow up. I have been living in Neverland for 22 years now, with new forces trying to drive me out daily. In my Neverland, this lost island of waterfalls and dreams has been replaced with Fortitude Valley, nightclubs and booze. The only similarity being found in the “Lost Boys”… commonly found in my Neverland roaming the Valley streets at dawn. Enter Bi-polar disorder, for I also believe I’m Captain Hook. This unwavering “TICK-TOCK” follows me… taunts me. It won’t go away; [...]

Sobriety: like a medieval chastity belt? (By Emily Yeo)
31/03/10 • 4 Comments

Let me clear up one thing: I still like alcohol. I will continue to drink alcohol. Despite currently being on an extended hiatus from each other, alcohol is yet to return its half of our “Friends Forever” heart necklace. I take this as meaning we are still friends; friends with extraordinary benefits. After my last post, I fear that a misconception grew as to my view of this brain-altering, confidence-boosting, make-you-dance-like-Madonna, hangover-inducing substance. I still like it. I’m just not drinking it for three months. Is it really that hard to fathom? I am now 2 months down; successfully making it over the hump and into the home stretch. With one month to go, I fear that I have not said all that I want… and so I begin: After my first post here on HSM, I believe people began to realise I was 100% serious about sobriety. The thing [...]

The only glue you need is CLAG (By Emily Yeo)
15/03/10 • 5 Comments

Life is full of lessons. Some more learned than others. As my status is life teeters on the verge of being “alcoholic”, I share with you some lessons I should have really paid more attention to.   1) 21 shots for your 21st birthday is NOT a good idea. Taking a shot every time someone wishes you a happy 21st birthday, is also NOT a good idea. Hedge diving, the inability to walk and  public displays of affection (with strangers) will generally ensue.  2) Stealing the 2L bottle of Belvedere Vodka from the bar like a ninja is not as cool as you think. Drinking from that bottle like it was water is really stupid. Waking up in a strange hotel room, fully clothed (bag and shoes still attached to my body), to the sounds of a strange little mexican man playing a ukelele and some other strangers watching mexican [...]