friday @ dbl O
Dbl O is a vile place. Not a single time have i left that place sober. This time round with colleagues.
drinking started at like 8:45 when the club has only got 3 small cats inside. i think i left at ard 2.
Everytime my glasses make a clinking sound against another, i seem to have to finish any liquid in the glass. I lost count of the drinks last night. I know i was appplauded for bringing one more round of drinks at a point of time. I didnt even drink much of that round as my escort came and i slowly walked out as steady as i could.
it's always this kind of case at this place, no matter the company. but at least i am not the one holding my head while in the club.
more of this!! :P except for the stumbling around aftermath.
drinking started at like 8:45 when the club has only got 3 small cats inside. i think i left at ard 2.
Everytime my glasses make a clinking sound against another, i seem to have to finish any liquid in the glass. I lost count of the drinks last night. I know i was appplauded for bringing one more round of drinks at a point of time. I didnt even drink much of that round as my escort came and i slowly walked out as steady as i could.
it's always this kind of case at this place, no matter the company. but at least i am not the one holding my head while in the club.
more of this!! :P except for the stumbling around aftermath.
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