i'm home on a saturday night. it's been too long since i've stayed home on a weekend night, much less right through the week. i think that shall be my short term goal until semester begins. yes. to stay in for the next couple of weeks. no more squishy mambo and smelling armpits at phuture. no more bobbing heads and random talk at home club. no more substances of intoxication. as much as the destruction has been done, something can be done to at least prevent further damage. actually, at this point, i'm really itching to go to the national stadium's closing down party. my only gripe about it besides the parental's violent objection to me staying out late AGAIN, will be the sweltering heat and potential and very dangerous mud pools on the field. so as much as i'd love to mambo and phuture along with the rest of the nation's young, crazy wild things (and many other desperate boys), at a different and sentimental location, i reckon i'd be happier in front of my computer screen basking in the coolness of air-conditioning. afterall, i do have a mambo playlist.
i'm probably saying all of this because i've had a bad night. in fact, i've not quite been enjoying myself the last few times out, and i have no idea why i keep at it. it's time to join the AA maybe. the start of last night was fantabulous. all the girls were down and we celebrated ms butler's birthday. :)) whoohoo. someone's sweet sweet 20. love love love and more love darling. mwa! the pictures will be up very soon. we parted ways and that was probably a mistake. i shan't go into the painful details of last night's experience. all i can say is, apart from being smashed and talking 10 times more rubbish than ranon and chew combined (they are going to kill me), i felt particularly down. very, would be a bold understatement to say the least.
anyway, today was indriana's (nana) wedding. woke up early with no voice and a splitting headache. instead of taking the mrt, i went along with my dad's brilliant idea of taking 66 to eunos cc. big mistake. the bus passed through the most skanky and dodgy places. it was scary, and i felt like i was on the bus along the streets of bangkok or malaysia. i could deal with the shanty town thing, just not when i'm dressed up for a wedding. after one and a half hours, i finally alighted, only to get lost amidst the streets of bedok reservoir. the heat was a deadly assasin. i could feel myself melting into molecules. so anyway, hung around with ben for a while. rohai finally made his way down after waiting for a cab for 40 minutes, and that poor boy stays in tampines. (oh how i miss him!!) when he got there, he was as mad as i was when i first got there, but the food took away all that fury. we stuffed our faces and hung around, waiting for nana's second costume change. some dungeonites arrived, and others, well, they were on their way from their respective errands. i guessed rohai and i were tired, and we decided to take our leave before the rest arrived. too bad we couldn't take that huge ass dungeon group photo. but all's the same and i say this again, congrats nana on this special day :)).
i feel terribly down. awfully awkwardm, and i don't need alcohol. i need ... an early night. that would probably be best. cheers.
ps. our plans for botak jones and island creamery tomorrow will most likely be shelved. guys, if you're reading this, please let me know what the plans are okay? thanks :)
