Last night was spent at Seven again. I think we've been frequently going there almost every Friday. The queue was as mad as last week. We waited a while and Joanne's boyfriend got us in. I could literally feel the peopl…

Not a good idea to be blogging in a drunken stupor. Seriously. I hazily remembered taking God knows how long to type that stupid entry despite it being so short. I guess that is the consequences of being armed with a b…