Hangoverr...

Im totally exhausted..yucks last nite was damn **** !! But then still i love the excitement all nite long. Well, for my very story..i met this guy which happens to look cute in my eye. He's the type of whom i've been looking for at the unsaid ceremony just 19 hours ago. Started with a short dialog and a friend of mine (dont have to mention his name). When we bumped into each other, I thought that he was different than the outsider that i use to hanging out with. Which make no sense at all. That's so pathetic of him after i discovered that he was actually a real asshole for women. Get to know hot chicks and then later fuck them for sensual sensation. Weeww..too bad for a face like him. Anyway, have to get rid of my idiot instinct of getting to know guys.

The only thing i've been wondered of that night was all about ''how's my look? Do i look great? Anyone to bring me down on my knee?" LOL. I shouldn't act that way as i knew it would be a good point of pointing out rude manner to me. Normally, i hate a circumstance of being low or should i say being down-&-out. Cuz it's just soo not me. But luckily nothing bad happened. Great!

To tell something that is real and fucking true will be a problem but it surely wouldn't stop me from doin' something that's good. Aiseh! When i first come to that ceremony, i know that everything's gonna be all fine (which's actually correct cuz i want it that way). Walk towards the particular place and then have a slow & steady chat with the others. Like usuall, tiny laugh.. finally, starting to get very chaos. At the end, drunk! That's the word..aiya..and this morning hangover..and then this night performing at Raz Ma Taz again. Too unhealthy! But then, it's like a lightning flash to know a cute guy is hoping to chat with me even i've got too many reason to kick his face off my eye. Haha..