fung left me at the bar alone. so i started drinking at 4. i started drinking alone at 430. and by the time my friends trickled in time for dinner...it was already the point of no return. 8pm was a blur. it's a weird feeling looking at your watch and seeing 10.30 and u're dying to get home.
are we really thirty? is it the beginning of our mid thirties? cuz i woke up to this. and we ate la myun for breakfast. which while before-during-and-after we spooned for a good hour whining about our hangovers.
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