I thought it was going to be fun. The last time I drank, I had fun. Kahit na at the end of that drinking ay napunta ako sa islang 'to. Even though that happened, I can't erase the fact that I enjoyed it
Unfortunately, the fun in drinking was absent with them. It was totally boring. Ewan ko kung malungkot ba sila o baka ganito lang talaga sila umiinom. Behave.
Nasa salas lang kami at hawak ang kanya-kanyang bote ng alak. Ni isa walang umimik. Lagok tsaka buntong-hininga lang maririnig mula sa kanila. Mukhang malalim yung iniisip nila.
Malalim din naman iniisip ko. Still can't get over with what happened earlier. Pero diba, kaya kami umiinom para makalimutan 'yun or at least have fun and celebrate our almost death? Why does it feel like it's the total opposite?
I sighed. Mukhang ganito
