After months of not partying. It was no wonder I
was the first to arrive.
It was also strange to the younger ones in the
group that I have never visited this joint.
When all the kakis arrived, we headed for the
queue. Kanny was the latest but he led the charge
and soon disappeared into the crowds.
Tequila, bourbon, vodka or beer? We picked 2
bottles of Tequila and were offered a seat.
Phone rang and Steph arrived. So did the rest of
the crowd.
Drink dance. Dance drink. Smoke talk. Before u
know it, dizziness sets in. Are the people and
dance floor moving and turning or is it my head
spinning. People look lovelier in this lighting and
smoke.
Nothing lasts forever, time to go. Super night.
Supper time. Live for another night to double o.
--written by the prose-prone Carey..
was supposed to be there.. but gave up the idea.. since i am not drinkin and i dun want to be a sore thumb there.. let it be.. but i am definitely honoured to be invited to join. thanks Carey, Desmond and Kenny~
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