Monday, March 3, 2008


Glasshouse Bar. I can see leather/vinyl couches filled with (mainly first year) students. I remember when the couches were older and eclectic, coming here with my new uni friends at the tender age of 17. Though not my first time drinking underage, it was my first time drinking underage where they actually checked id. I've never felt so old and so young at the same time since.

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