it’s the season to be jolly!

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MERRY X‘MAS!!!!

 

just got back frm midnight mass & chillout with my good old buddies

clarke quay’s super happening tonight. as soon as we settled on the bridge to have our mac’s supper, we witnessed a fight which kinda left me feeling very afraid tt something might happen to us at any point of the night if we stayed there any longer. so basically, i just held on to my dear godbrother (whom my mum gave the responsibility to earlier after mass, to watch out for me) as we made our way to the planned “destination”. you never know who’s gonna suddenly pick a fight or puke right in front of you, especially when some were alr very high at 2.30am.

truth be told, i’m not quite like myself now. it’s kinda embarrassing to say this, but my head’s still swaying a lil’ from tt ONE glass of erdinger i had

hidden meaning?!?