that im drunk and still is still blogging is simply way out crazy. just two hours ago i was a sure victim of "once-invited-you-can-never-stop" syndrome. thanks to kathy who at the age of 21 is a certified drunken master who tossed a shot glass to me- a 26 year old loser drinker. roughly about 40 minutes or so after that, i was simply what you call the "just-a-4 shots-of-tecquilla-and then-you're-a-dead-person".
ugh, we were dancing like it's the last dance of our lives. the thing is if being drunk makes you jumble peoples names (mike enriquez for mike santiago to my horror!) , and makes you say foul words for like hundreds of times, ugh, then ... ah.. that makes makes me wanna drink some more!! JOKE! Ugh, i hate that i cant control myself when im drunk! i hate it when i just i know i did some things that i woudnt dare do when im not drunk! the feeling of the whole world swirling in slow motion, each dancemoves like the last scenes from the movie american beauty-lonely, slow, the moment rolls in like leaves falling from its branch during autumn.

and before i sleep i feed my soul with the thought of going to UK. "we shall go to UK". the new brand name we should supposed to live up to beginning today... yes.. london get ready, here we come.