THE MORNING AFTER *

This is for Kar, I hope u had a blast with GG last night.

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I hate TMAs, whether from a crazy night, assignment night, zombie night or whatever kind of night. This morning I was crawling (what an exaggeration). I had a fashion realization that whoever made my dress last night, certainly had a boyfriend, probably married or something. It had a back zipper so i couldn't unzip it properly. My head swimming in vodka (Thanks Grey Goose!), I realized that aside from locking the door, my problem in living alone is unzippng the back zipper on my own. My head is still in utopia in toxicville, whatever. I had a terrible headache since I woke up so early bcos I had a body that wanted to work with a dead brain.

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Everytime I have those solid A nights, I wanted to be sober the next morning... vowing never to drink again. It never happens you know...after living in with Absolut in my fridge for the most part of lawschool. Absolut had to be there, bcos she was my only bestfriend. Haha.

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At least no matter how much I love-hate TMAs, I never woke up on the floor (except that one in Bacolod... that's a different story) or I passed out somewhere. Usually I'm home... and safe and in my own bed regardless if I had to crawl to get there. The best ones I've heard so far: 1) he slept in his car outside their house with their gate open bcos he had no sanity to even get the car in the garage but had some energy to at least open the gate (at least he tried!) 2) the classic sleeping in the bathroom kind of thing and 3) sleeping in the guardhouse of their townhouse (da beeest)

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Cheers to TMAs!!! I don't care if you regret what happened the night before... at least you have the morning after to realize that.