The Bar

Yesterday was crazy. I am still getting over that the baby bear lied to me that it is my friend and left me forever...It still did not reply to my email...So, I had to forget that my best male friend left me. First, I went to a bar and got really drunk. I tried to rest bit in different lounges. I didnt want the little kitten to see me like this.

Then, I came here, hoping I will feel better.

Then, I stared for while in the mirrow with my back.

I felt sad again. I am in a shitty country, with shitty weather and I was drunk, no friend around.

After my selfpitty, I thought, I am happy that I got at least the little kitten and it takes care of me. I decided to go and pick up the little kitten and go to the casino. But I felt sick because I drank so much. So I had to go to the toilette.

 I felt really sick and had to vomit.

 Twice.

Then, I felt better and went home to ask the little kitten out for the casino. But the little kitten was not home. Some guys do not want to see the little kitten unhappy and make everything possible to cheer it up.