This is a little follow-up to the post I made a few days ago. I'll keep this part short, but it will be a little interesting too.
So following the Friday "Family Night" thing at work, I had to wake up and do the Saturday class. Saturdays are becoming worthless regardless of if I wake up and work or not. I guess if one cleans and cooks, for part of the day, and then hits the gym, then things are not considered too "worthless".
I was planning to meet a friend of mine, Timothy (Korean name), downtown that Saturday night. We were planning to meet after nine, since he was attending one of those BIG 1st birthday party events of a friend's child. I've been to plenty of weddings, but I have yet to attend one of these 1st birthday parties. These are really big deals and are even hosted in the same buildings as the weddings.
I waited and waited and ended up meeting a few other people that I know from one of my English clubs. They had already been drinking a little, so I thought I would entertain myself by hanging out with them for a few hours. I had my one shot of Soju (nasty Korean liquor), while they drowned themselves in booze.
One of the girls Julia, had a few random moments where she was beginning to feel very sick from all the booze. I rode in the taxi with her and another girl since we all live in the same general area. Let's just say that that taxi ride was one heck of an experience. Julia felt the need to vomit, so the driver stopped and she found a place where all she did was spit for a few minutes. Well this place was a local Police precinct. As she was attempting to vomit, there was a man relieving himself on the opposite side of us. Then the man walked up to the door and attempted to let himself in, but not a soul was around to be seen.
Of course the next day my friend Julia, did not recall any of these events and apologized. I told her she should take better care of herself, and I haven't heard from her since.
So following the Friday "Family Night" thing at work, I had to wake up and do the Saturday class. Saturdays are becoming worthless regardless of if I wake up and work or not. I guess if one cleans and cooks, for part of the day, and then hits the gym, then things are not considered too "worthless".
I was planning to meet a friend of mine, Timothy (Korean name), downtown that Saturday night. We were planning to meet after nine, since he was attending one of those BIG 1st birthday party events of a friend's child. I've been to plenty of weddings, but I have yet to attend one of these 1st birthday parties. These are really big deals and are even hosted in the same buildings as the weddings.
I waited and waited and ended up meeting a few other people that I know from one of my English clubs. They had already been drinking a little, so I thought I would entertain myself by hanging out with them for a few hours. I had my one shot of Soju (nasty Korean liquor), while they drowned themselves in booze.
One of the girls Julia, had a few random moments where she was beginning to feel very sick from all the booze. I rode in the taxi with her and another girl since we all live in the same general area. Let's just say that that taxi ride was one heck of an experience. Julia felt the need to vomit, so the driver stopped and she found a place where all she did was spit for a few minutes. Well this place was a local Police precinct. As she was attempting to vomit, there was a man relieving himself on the opposite side of us. Then the man walked up to the door and attempted to let himself in, but not a soul was around to be seen.
Of course the next day my friend Julia, did not recall any of these events and apologized. I told her she should take better care of herself, and I haven't heard from her since.
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