Ok first of all

Let me apologise for not updating that much.

December as we all know it is a very busy time.

Plus the fact that I get really excited with the season and all the Christmas Presents buying and all the mad things people do.

But of course that's a completely different entry.

This entry is about my Christmas Party at work.

When you just finished work at 10:30pm and have to drive home to get ready only to dive back to q1 for a few drinks, you're bound to get a bit wasted.

I was tired from work but still managed to haul ass from work to my house to q1 to meet up with my friends.

It was a shame because Emmet couldn't go. He had to work early the next day so I was left dateless for the night.

I almost didn't want to go because he wasn't going.

Almost. Of course I went.

And it was a good decision. Since I wasn't wasted at the beginning of the night, it was fun watching my colleagues make an ass out of themselves.

People were hooking up left and right and there I was smacked in the middle of it all being forced to take in the dreadful sight.

Only half an hour after I got there, they closed down the observation deck.

Meh, we headed up to Emily's unit and drank some more.

Imagine, two chefs, four concierges, five staff, and three bartenders in a flat?

Of course it was chaos.

We managed to get some free alcohol from the party because we were good friends with the coordinator.

And oh did we drink.

A few hours and a few bottles later, we were gone.

One thing is for sure, a lot of people regretted what the did at the party, I sure as hell didn't.