Yesterday was a drinking session somewhere near Dhoby Ghaut. When in fact I am statring work at 0900 hours today. Y did I still go? Simple answer, I missed the BF and I wanted to spend time with him.
But being me, I always have a tendency to make a sweet reunion turn fugly. Due to me not being able to control my temper. It got better at the end, but I didn't end up being a better person.
Sometimes, I feel like keeping it all to yourself is the best method possible, so everyone else is happy. But will I suffer in the end? I couldn't even care less about me. Coz life is not always about me - no matter how much I want it to be. I realised that I am one cold, controlling, emotionally unstable bitch.
That's how I really feel about myself. Why even bother loving myself? Let's just love others - the hand that gives is better than the hand that receives isn't it.
Well the Vodka got to my head. Took a cab home but ended up paying way more than I should. Taxi uncle took the liberty of my drunk unstable, walls crushing state and took the long way home. I don't even want to go there.
Got home, pretty pissed off drunk and head to bed but ended up waking 2 hours later and couldn't sleep till the point where I have to wake up and head to work. Which is now literally. Why that happens doesn't seem to baffle me so much. I can guess. I can goddamned guess.
Let's try taking flu/cough/panadol tonight and see if that will help me sleep. But seriously, I doubt so. Oh don't worry guys, I don't have a drug problem. I just have a cold/cough and a headache. That helps explain all the medication.
Life is just like HL isn't it? Full of highs and lows.
Wanna guess which state I'm in? Don't even try. Coz trust me. I am one happy bitch for all other reasons - I'm just not sure where the reasons went to at the moment.
Ciao people.
