these are the moments i want to forget, and wake up not remembering you again.you know, you really got me there. there are the days when i tell myself to forget you and forget us, but there are the days when i wake up from tear-stained sheets from the dream of what was once you-and-i. but it's over.it's over.
--i have been partying wayy too much. though there was a period of time i decided that maybe clubbing wasn't for me because i guess i found some form of comfort in him. and i had enough of it. but now that being swinging single has put me back up on the meat market per se, i am back. and
with a vengeance. haha.
we hit mos yesterday night. and this time around, they failed to deliver. although they did play daddy yankee! woot! they actually had to close smoove cos it was too packed but of course, genius that i am (ahem), i led the girls through the main arena right through into smoove via the other entrance. so there we were, sweaty bodies pressed against one another, bitches pushing asses against me, but had one helluva good time. i have never clubbed with cs people before, yesterday night, being the first ever. we cheers-ed to individual bottle of vices(i had my bicardi breezer!;)) and i declared 'to cs, tonight's gonna be fun!'haha. i think they are very amused at my intent on partying till the sun comes out. but we did have fun now didnt we girls + Rishi? hmm..;) ooh and i met girls from french! i am going to get their no.s so i can get them to hit the clubs with (me) moi. :)
this weekend is crazy. friday ill be going for the tree-top walk with edwin, and i think it's gonna be fun! and sat, im supposed to go back to vj cos it's VJ day, meet nelle for shopping (which reminds me i am definitely gonna go back and get those brown gym-quarts from MNG!) and den watch mel dance (although it seems tentative) and THEN, meet bryna at holland v. talk about craziness. hopefully all my plans will work out eh?
don't ask me 'how am i' dont ask me 'are u okay?'. sometimes, i really really wished that people would leave me alone. why can't one be depressed, why can't one be upset, why can't one be happy without emotional baggage either. what is this obsession that people have with feeling like they should feel responsible for someone else's emotions? NO, i am NOT okay, and NO, i don't want to talk about it. because for one, so what if i am not okay, are you going to give me a solution? are you going to give me a way out? this is exactly why i don't want to think anymore, so DON'T ask me for crying out loud. because i havent thought and i feel happy. all too flighty to bother but still. DON'T.
(apologies about this, i had to give in to my pissy mood but it's not directed to anyone really, i am still the nice, smiling jo you know, you know :))
i am getting really tired of playing these games that we play. and i wished i didnt bother about the talks.
i gave up trying to feel like i should have that day.
maybe i am tired too cos i slept at 6am, HAHA!
music: augustana- stars and boulevard