it was the hk rugby 7's and we partied so hard we acted like westerners. we've been dancing the whole time, we got really wasted that we were swaying when we went to a friend's place to sleep. there were 4 of us and it so happened that we were the four people in the group who, let's just say have notorious stories when drunk. we were all nursing a bad hangover the morning after. they were all gagging but i was surprisingly the only one who didnt have to do that. hahahahaha...
anyway. the highlights of the night were having my bag stolen. yep i lost my winter coat, housekeys and phone with it. good thing i got my money and id's with me so it's not really that earth shattering. it feels good to be phone-less for a while. i think ill go crazy if i lose my id again! i just got a new one 3 weeks ago so it would be embarrassing to get a new one. they might think that losing my id became a hobby of mine.
the biggest highlight would be: kissing someone. ha! i know it was just brought about by booze. but yeah it feels nice. how come all my kiss moments start in bars? i wish i can tell you more about it. but errrr... i'd rather not. it's sorta one of 'em aawwww moments i'd keep the details to myself for a while.
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