Righto, I've been enjoying my destiny with drink.
I was working at my T's mum shop and then T opened a bottle of beer for me and him. We drank. T's looking for a job. I hope I can help him.
The next day, I went T's mum shop to help out again, then I went Ricetable to work. What a work. I just know I wasnt as bubbly and talkative as before, th girl I used to be.
After work, I drank again, this time with P and my supervisor. Whiskey, I like it. It doesnt taste as sour as Vodka.
I went back home with P. In a very tired state. I guess I overworked myself already. Thanks, for being honest with me. I appreciate it.
Then I reached home, I saw W drinking beer. She asked me to join her. I joined, of cause. I wont reject any incoming drink treats. I guess Im having a drink marathon. Th first to reach th finishing point are those that get drunk first. Leaving those that are still sober behind, running hard for th marathon.
It doesnt seem enough. Mayb there should be really varieties of drinks infront of me. Wine, both red and white, Champagne is good enough also, although it's very light. Vodka, both pure and those mixed with fruits, Cocktails. Beer, regardless of black one or wad. Rice Liquor, especially japanese type, its known for its easily drunk effect. Whisky! scotch whiskey are really nice. Esp Chivas! I secretly enjoy Henessy XO! Maybe you can get me some liquor chocos also. I wna invent honey red tea with alcohol. Well, it sounds cool.
Enough of it. Im tired of life. I dont wish to get hurt because of any unappreciated love. I wna overwork myself real hard till one day, I just lie on my bed and never wake up again. Thats th happiest ending ever.
Let me immerse myself in work and, die.