clubbing at Next-Blue was...okay. maybe cos i wasn't in a good mood to begin with, despite the sugar-high from Oreos prior to going. at the start, it was quite good actually. maybe cos it's a bigger place, so the music din seem that loud...and cos i wasn't in heels, my feet din die and i was happy to dance all night. but i guess the music just wasn't my cup of tea...and i got really really bored...and the smokey atmosphere (which i believe is not just cigarettes...) made me feel like i was stuck in a burning building.
[at wing&joanna's place] wing, joanna, alicia and i preparing to leave for Next-Blue.
but i was really impressed with Vinh's performance. actually, i was impressed with all the performing dancers. they were so good...make me feel ashamed of my absolutelylousywaybelowaverage dancing.
anyway, now my eyes are dry and sore..and i have a throbbing headache. muscles are achy all over (and i have no idea why cos i din dance that much) only thing i am grateful for is that my feet is not aching. gotta work on case pres for the rest of the weekend. and part of me is still upset over that stupid feedback on thurs. *bleah* i guess letting go isn't as easy as it sounds...
so i am comfort-eating on the yummy tiramisu-biscuit-thingie wing and joanna brought last night (thanks girls! and also big thanks for the oreos...) while i am typing this entry...
my bed is calling out to me...and i think i would succumb to its 'seduction' cos my body is far too achy. maybe i am falling sick.
or maybe..i am just far too homesick after thursday to summon up enough motivation to resist any kind of 'seduction' now. *sigh..........*
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was watching HZGG (again...) while eating my exceptionally LARGE portion of pasta. as usual, i overcooked and as always, i finished everything. with the way i am eating/pigging/bingeing/trashing/junking, no wonder i look so fat in these photos
dunno is it the angle that i was taken...or cos i have my handphone in my pocket..or the way i stand..but my tummy looks huge. ARGH!
okay, i was wearing a rather large jacket...but that doesn't explain my ROUND ROUND ROUND face. AARRGGHH!
i'm depressed. i'm homesick. i'm bloated.
and deep inside my heart, i yearn for someone for me to call and whine.
yet i know that he does not exist.
and i can only sit in front of my comp
and whine on cyberspace
complaining about my ballooning face/tummy/arse.
JC is singing from my speakers.
《东风破》
听得我心好痛。
《你听得到》
这句话，我向谁说？
好像很想你，
却不知你是谁。
一个没有名字的身影，
在我眼前晃来晃去。
伸出手，
抓到的只有空气，
摸到的只是泪湿的枕头。
i am jumping from english to chinese and back to english again.
as if reflecting how confused i am feeling right now.
suddenly recall this line from F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
"fat, single and ready to mingle"
in my case...
"fat, single but socially incapable to mingle"
Take away my fears
Wipe away my tears
hold my hands and let me know,
that you are always here.
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