World… Hold On!
It’s a little after 3AM and I’m back home, where high speed internet is a necessity, rather than a luxury. I just got back from a night’s worth of debauchery and "clubbing". I lost so much weight from dancing it’s unbelievable.
The good news is… my parentals aren’t going through a divorce or an annulment. The bad news is, half of the people I "know" now are leaving in less than a month and I’ll be alone in this shithole. Yes, that includes my "nonsexual wife" Hannah Matronic. It’s amazing how I’m currently "hanging out" witha crowd that’s much younger than me… friends of friends whom I got to know recently and they’re all leaving soon because they’re studying in the USofA.
I’m knackered to the bone and my breathe stinks of cheap champagne. I’ve got tipsy toes so I’m off to bed. I’ll do a proper update first thing tomorrow afternoon when I get up.
I’ve got lots of stories to tell. I’ve been out since 2 o’clock in the afternoon…
For instance, I ended the night by going to the bar to pick up my hat. I left it there because I spent an hour burning calories (by dancing). Ya should’ve seen how many gallons of sweat I released tonight. I must have lost at least a couple of kilos.
Anyway. I saw someone whom I used to see quite often. In fact, I used to hang out with him at least once or twice a week. We used to talk on the phone about all sorts of stuff though the last time I spoke to him was about 2 or 3 months ago.
I was chatting to a friend whilst walking to the bar and I saw him send a text message on his phone. I chatted to my friend to pretend I didn’t see him… and he did the same, though I KNEW he saw me too.
I asked the bartender for my hat, quickly left the bar with my friend, and called my driver. The guy whom I used to see/talked to at least several times a week was nowhere to be found.
I sighed with relief when my driver picked me up because the last thing I want to ahppen is play pretend and come up to him to say "hi". It would’ve been so sooo awkward to greet someone whom you used to talk to several times a week and then it all goes to a full stop for 2 or something months then you see him/her again.
Enough drama for now. i’m off to bed.
I’m the luckiest guy in the world, am I? Funny how people always want what they can’t have. hey Mr. DJ CHAKA where are you? Funny how you didn’t show up on a Wednesday. It’s a good thing you didn’t show up otherwise I won’t be able to grab my wife’s ass! Hahahaha!
Anyway, I’m gonna hit the sack. I’ll do a proper post first thing tomorrow afternoon when I get up. Janthina you whore, email me pics… email@example.com.
and take note how I replied…
I love you all! Email firstname.lastname@example.org or SMS +63.915.785.1492.
Time to get some shuteye.