I got drunk. Again.

And you weren't right there with me. Again.

And I don't know whose loss it was. Mine or yours?

I also stood in front of the mirror. And I tried to concentrate on my eye pupils. Aren't they supposed to be smaller or bigger or something when you are a little bit tipsy shall I say??

I also knew of this guy while I was studying. A Cypriot boy. A true mama's boy. I didn't know him that well. But I knew his girlfriend really well. And I heard stories about him from his girlfriend. He was the sort of boy who would have his daddy pull some strings so that he wouldn't have to complete his full military service and would get out of it in just 9 months. He was the sort of boy who would get away with speeding tickets just by mentioning the name of his daddy to the policeman. And these are the things I heard of because these are, shall I say, minor things. Who knows what other sort of things he got away with by having his daddy pull some strings.

I just found out that this boy was elected something in the recent elections. I guess he is trying to get into politics. I guess he could be the future president for example. So these are the sort of people we vote for. I guess we do get what we deserve.