I’ll tell you.
Went to a pub called ‘The Downtown’ just off Brigade road, that’s owned by the family of one of my classmates.
Had a couple of beers and some bacardi.
And now I feel terrible.
So here I am, spending the money that’s supposed to last me a week in a matter of hours on drinking binges, buying U2 tapes for my train journey and in a Cafe Coffee Day on brigade road paying seventy bucks for an expresso and an hour surfing!
I’m through with alcohol. For good. Short affair that lasted 3 months. Thankfully.
My head hurts