hatred&essence

So we all had a blast at Jonny's party.

Even though l'équipe lost, I met many guys - fans - downtown buying alcohol for their parties. While I tried to decide which wine to take, a young man asked me "You free tonight?" I told him no and he was like "Damnit!" I almost laughed at him, he was quite nice.
Later at the register on of his friends walked behind me to get some chewing gum and when he returned he walked past me conspicuously close and I had the feeling of some hand grabbing my ass...uhm yeah. Could be delusion. Or not.

Anyways I met great people at Jonny's and had nice conversations with Max and Selina and a guy whose name I forgot...and when we (meaning Rena and myself) were picked up we had to sit in the back of the transporter. Due to the lack of seats we just lay down, wrapped in a blanket and talked till we got home. It was very romantic, wasn't it Rena?

I got up at 8:30, don't ask me why...gotta work today. Uh.

ENNELL

PS: give me your suffering and sorrow voice, all this bitching and moaning...