sane mode pa...
cel and me at cena
We are not drunk! -- hik, hik! yeah, right!
Hell am I such a crazy girl!! I have been into the effort of kicking the cigarette butts lately but guess what is taking its place? Friggin drunkenness!!! Sigh! When do I really learn?
It is a Friday night and I am still waiting for friends to text me and say we have a gimmick somewhere.
But really. I want to go out. Coffee, party or booze... whatever... but my phone has been deadly quiet. Damn!
I keep on telling myself to cut down on my alcohol intake (not healthy, yeah yeah!) -- Going out four times a week, burning my liver is pretty bad, isn't it? Last Friday, I was with friends at G2 and it was so fun drinking some delicious frozen margarita (without hurting my wallet of cors!) that I actually could not remember how the hell did I get home. I remember my guy joining us and that's all that my memory allows me to remember. (Who can blame me?! We are talking margaritas in litro man!)
Anyways, I still got some stuff to finish. Meanwhile, pray for my soul for its alcohol.
Ciao!
