'party animal'

You must hink I'm joking but yesterday night was only the 2nd time that I had a night on the town since I got here .. yup, damn right .. I've been deprived.. well..at least in my case and with my situation that I don't go out just for the sake of going out ... afterall, company's more importanat above anything else .. could be stuck in a mute asylum and things will still end up being off the hook (no offence to anyone, juststating the point.)

But the level of 'fun' came to a rather sour end, YOU DO NOT promise people that you're gonna bring something at 4 a.m. in the morning and don't turn up aite, but all is forgiven at the moment at least. And who the hell would call themselves a deejay when all they do is just switch Cds? .. sheesh..

On a opic somewhat related to thisand has nothing to do with the people I'm closely associated with, I finally realise what a jackass I sounded when I initially discovered the first steps to adulthood, what every teenaged adolscent kid would would, if they are inclined that way, would do in Singapore when they reach the ripe ol' age of 18 ... discovering thewonders of nightlife.

Think I'm speaking from experience the; the stupid and sometimes embarassing stuff tat I got myself into when I've had one tipple to many, that it would be rather immature, and somewhat annoying to go on about how much one can drink before passing out or having no damn idea what mystical deomnstrations that the person may conjure up in that drunken stupah. Although it is rather hiarious to compare notes with other people on how stupid and embarssed we felt and the major hangover as a consequence. Ah the joys of growing up. In the end it alls boils down togood company and whatcha state or mind is at that time.

gonna be the day of the living dead tomorrow morning, cycadian rythmn's so damn scrwed up ... *muttering*