fun, fun night

fun, fun night!

i've just been from a night out of booze, drugs, and sex. well. not really. just the booze stuff. i was on my way to a sure drunken state when i finally called the night off. it's almost 3 in the morning. everything has gone from wild to sober, from loud to quiet, from wide-eyed to groggy. i made my way to the taxi stand to hail my cab.

i thought to myself "this was the night of my life!"

the cab made a u-turn. and from where i'm sitting, i could see the people going out of the place with friends making sure they wouldn't stumble and puke all over the place. i saw all the buildings pass by my tired but alert eyes.

i thought to myself "there's absolutely nothing that can ruin this night!"

even if it's drizzling mid-morning. i'm hella sure nothing could possibly go wrong.

then i enter back to my quiet apartment. reality hit me hard big time. i'm back. here again. square one.

i thought to myself " yeah rrriightt! what could possibly go wrong?!"