It past a while since i have been invited to a party. I should admit that last timse in april it was realy funny, it was a filipino pool party with babreque, dj, good music, a lot of alchool, and couple white faces in a asian ocean. As well i remember myself every and each time i feel myself very free after i get two or three shoots of fire-water so the last party wasn't an exception. In this areea where the alchool is forbiden, whare beside work and acomodation the oportunity to hang over for some very personal reasons wasn't to generos with me, this invitation came as a blessed rain after a long and hot summer season. Despite of diferent origines, countries and culture, all human beings like to have fun, and it presume music, nice talk, couple drinks and for some special condition more then intercomunication. In a small 2 on 2 meter room couple days ago we've got around 30 persons gether together to celebrate the birthday of one our friend, bartender, nice man looking somehow like Michel Jakson, and a man that speaks with his deeds more than with his words.
After a noisy beging of the party we went on the roof of that building situated in the hart of Karama getto district, with an amaizing view to burj khalifa, under the sweet oreintal three quater moon. Almost everbody knows that three levels of the drinking hang over, first: one person is talking everbody a listening, second people speaks in groups and groups, and the third everbody are speaking and no body are listening.
Following this precious rulles we passed with an incedible speed to the last point and that 3 Absolut Vodka's and 2 Red Lable bottles plus one box of Red Horse beer made it's efect. Back home in Moldova i use to hear that almost every party use to finish with a fight so even my memories plays with me games of throne, apearing like a zebra in the light of past events i found aout that srilankan's and nepali at least a part of them have a truely modovian heart beating powerfull in their excited masculine bodies. Thank you people for an amaizinf september night and wish that this multicultural meetings and this kind of team buildind will be a inseparable part of our life in Dubai, and the oportunity to creat real friendships for lifetime.
It past a while since i have been invited to a party. I should admit that last timse in april it was realy funny, it was a filipino pool party with babreque, dj, good music, a lot of alchool, and couple white faces in a asian ocean. As well i remember myself every and each time i feel myself very free after i get two or three shoots of fire-water so the last party wasn't an exception. In this areea where the alchool is forbiden, whare beside work and acomodation the oportunity to hang over for some very personal reasons wasn't to generos with me, this invitation came as a blessed rain after a long and hot summer season. Despite of diferent origines, countries and culture, all human beings like to have fun, and it presume music, nice talk, couple drinks and for some special condition more then intercomunication. In a small 2 on 2 meter room couple days ago we've got around 30 persons gether together to celebrate the birthday of one our friend, bartender, nice man looking somehow like Michel Jakson, and a man that speaks with his deeds more than with his words. 
After a noisy beging of the party we went on the roof of that building situated in the hart of Karama getto district, with an amaizing view to burj khalifa, under the sweet oreintal three quater moon. Almost everbody knows that three levels of the drinking hang over, first: one person is talking everbody a listening, second people speaks in groups and groups, and the third everbody are speaking and no body are listening. Following this precious rulles we passed with an incedible speed to the last point and that 3 Absolut Vodka's and 2 Red Lable bottles plus one box of Red Horse beer made it's efect. Back home in Moldova i use to hear that almost every party use to finish with a fight so even my memories plays with me games of throne, apearing like a zebra in the light of past events i found aout that srilankan's and nepali at least a part of them have a truely modovian heart beating powerfull in their excited masculine bodies. Thank you people for an amaizinf september night and wish that this multicultural meetings and this kind of team buildind will be a inseparable part of our life in Dubai, and the oportunity to creat real friendships for lifetime. 
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