the last post was a false alarm. THIS will be the final post to come for a long time.

i met with the sweet, delectable Aliaa today for dinner. she's so sweet that she has a good chance of taking over sugar as the main cause of diabetes.

the rest of the night was spent bar hopping and drinking with the boys. man i tell you, i haven't had such a good time since i had my appendix wound split open by the ever notorious Yao. it felt good that the boys sincerely felt sorry that i had to leave so soon. apparently i have a very likable personality (which i totally disagree with, i'm really an ugly mean green jello thingy in disguise) that was difficult to part with. being at the old bar was good as well. lots of hugs and kisses were given from the bar staff. manager made me scull a yagerbomb when i already had too much to drink (too much meaning a record breaking 6 JD cokes). i swear i'll hate him for the rest of my life for making me do that. it's funny how a place that never really feels like home becomes more homely when you're about to leave.

saying goodbye is a totally different thing when you're saying it for good. i'll probably never see these people again. i'm going to miss them. unless i save up enough cash to go to europe next year with them, but knowing me i'll probably spend all my cash on hookers and drugs. going out tonight just made things a whole lot more difficult.

nevertheless, when i'm about to board the plane, i shall still spit on the ground, wave my three middle fingers in the air and yell obscenities because of all the other shit this stupid place has caused me, as promised a loooong time ago.

over and out.