When you can't siesta, you fiesta

Late nights has come and go and yet I’m still trying my paramount peak to sleep throughout the night – its fucking turning me into a nocturnal creature that too bad that doesn’t suck any blood yet. It can be so bad that once I had craving for Lingue di Gatto in the middle of the night – it is a to die for biscuit light in taste, flat and pale looking only available in cafes by the bar in Italy. Translate to English Lingue di Gatto is called a cat’s tongue –it looked like one and is best to go with espressos. Maybe if I were to have that – just a bite of that I would be able to sleep?

Just the picture of it makes my heart melts easily

Anyways it was a rainy Friday evening and my perfect plan was to relax and try to get some sleep but of course, - Mahen called up and was so persistent to go out that night as he is leaving to another hectic place for a hectic life – I laughed, John agrees and Mahen is ready to party for his last night out with us. So we went out.

The boys and I had a blast. Trevor kept on drinking because he got busted from John earlier that day. It was so easy to drink with Trevor that night. This is a shot of me, Damian and Trevor.

Trevor not only drinks, he decided to finished the Florentina pizza that I had to go up to my favourite pizza guy – Joe to get my personal pizza he designed for me and not the boys. *Laughs* I was enthusiastically trying to get a good snap of Joe twirling the pizza base but was interrupted by John.

John: When are you gonna stop flirting with this fat pizza guy?
Bee: He can dance and make a fanfuckingtastic pizza for me. What can you do?

So this is Joe - thanks to John it wasn't a good picture but fat Joe was popping and hip - hopping all the way.


And this is my entrée that I finished happily.



And my main course to go with my coke and Green Label that I selfishly did not share with the guys.

The guys were having fun seeing me having fun. John asked a question. I replied, “That’s because you guys can drink have fun with me but by the end of the day, you wouldn’t want a girl like me to stay around. It’s not for you to keep, I fucking learn about that John. Or maybe there is something wrong with me”. Damian said it's all good. John and Trevor nodded and started to get me more drinks.

I do not usually these kind of pictures but Mahen is being so hyper about it. Yeah - that is Mahen on the right.

I called it a night after one tequila shot with an acquaintance and Mahen and also because there are other girls pouring in, I reckon the boys need a sober fun. So did I have a good sleep that night? I did people I did - but only for that night. However, I am still looking around if I can get the Lingue di Gatto - one hell of a climaxing piece.