Went clubbing on friday...supposed to go Chinablack...but it HAD to close on that day...so end up going to Ministry of Sound instead. Long queue but still got in quite fast.
First time clubbing...so was a whole new experience for me...wasn't planning on dancing. So sat at one corner and just chill out. One thing bad about MOS is that their drinks are damn expensive but contain little alchoholic content. Went out of MOS to buy hard liquor. Bought the usual stuff and drank like there's no tomorrow.
It was the second time I got drunk throughout these years...and I did alot of silly and dumb stuff la...like kissing a statue...dancing on the bridge...etc
Went back to MOS and started dancing the night away.
So that's the end of part 1...the happy part. Now's the sad part.
They say God is fair...well...he can jolly well fuck his ass.
My family is breaking apart before my very eyes and it makes me wonder if true love really fucking exists??? Or people just marry for the sake of it?
Fuck it. First was my health conditions...now this...wonder how many more shit I can take before jumping off a HDB block to end my god damn miserable existence.
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hear my voice
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