My best friend is mad at me, because I drank too much vodka on an empty stomach, threw up, and had to come home, when we were out celebrating our friend's birthday. But hey, I'm not the one who slapped her, and I paid for my own taxi back to her house while the rest of them went on to the club.
Today I am agitated. I am becoming completely brain-dead in my job, and I have decided I have to do something different.
- Apply to university and get the hell out of here.
- Open a book and coffee shop.
1 comment:
huummm what about a bar? ... a dinner by day and a bar at night.
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