worn & aged

my mind’s wandering from lack of sleep. for the nth time, went home just as the sun was rising. it was a great night of pure partying. waited for the clock to turn 12 so we can greet our friend a happy bday while they were performing on stage, but that bitchy vocalist announced she’d lost the tissue. what the f&*k! i wrote a note on the tissue, and i was about to give it to the waiter so that asshole vocalist can read it, but they threw away the tissue coz they are afraid i might cause some tension… lolz i just love tension hehehe. anyway, everyone got pissed off, so we decided to try videoke. we’re told we only have an hour left to sing coz it’s really late and they are about to close down. i guess it isn’t our night after all. so after our singing stint, everyone was not so gearing to go home yet, so we tried our luck at dancing. shit happens! saw an old schoolmate and i ended up dancing with him. i dunno what happened, i duwanna think about it but shit does happen! oh geez i am not making sense. anyway i was kinda bored already and i wasn’t a bit tipsy, i guess that’s what makes it boring. my friends were obviously caught in the dance fever so i waited for them while scanning the vicinity for possible eyecandies–nada. we went out just as they were about to close and my gosh it’s too bright. no wonder it’s about 5am. decided to have some coffee first before heading home. it’s always a weird feeling to go home when the sun’s already out, and you are still wearing the shirt you wore last night….