the more you drink, the more retarded you become, the less you remember. sadly, that is something i like about drinking.
i've only clubbed thrice since i've been here. compared to last sem, it's a tremendous improvement. first time was fun. second time i went overboard and got drunk, made a fool out of myself (which i don't really wanna remember but my friends can be real good reminders sometimes). the third time, i was high but my friends got drunk. i spent most of my time in the toilet and this is what i remember: climbing over the cubicles a few times, massaging my drunk friend, 6 of us in a cubicle (at one point of time), supplying tissue, making new friends (whom i can't remember their names), holding stuff for people, big sloppy kiss on my forehead (i hope she's my friend).
heh this is life in melbourne. i miss the other life.