It begins to tell after midnight..

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Friday, March 21, 2008

Can you believe it? Its fucking 9am and i'm here blogging? Oh, whatever. I guess i'm suffering from insomia now, after drinking like there's no tomorrow few hours ago. I swear the night was awesome. Endless shots, cocktails and housepours. Every single one of us was fucking high. So much so that all of us forgotten to take photos. Anyhow, i met an old friend there.. (:

This was taken earlier on in the shop

ONE AND ONLY PHOTO WE TOOK BEFORE ALL OF GOT HIGHHHHHHHH

9:15:00 AM

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