omfg, today was i swear the weirdest day of my life.

1st: i club-hopped for the first time.
2nd: i technically clubbed for the first time outside.
3rd: i had like chivas and b151 neat. wtf.
4th: i had damn a lot of strange drinks.
5th: i freaking danced like mad. omg, disappointed.
6th: i stayed in the freaking police station for 2 hours.
7th: i had to take care of several drunk people.
8th: i saw people puking all over the floor in clark quay.
9th: i lost my freaking ipod and $70 (stolen, fuck)
10th: the policeman added me on facebook. WTF.

yar, that's my life yesterday in a list.
just great eh.
really, just great.
i wonder how much money the guys spent on all our stuff.
shots, drinks for everyone, cabbing everyone back. lol.
confirm more than $1000 :/
wtf lah.
i swear its the freaking weirdest day of my life, no more clubbing for a long time man, seriously, once is enough to kill.
DAMN.

wait till the photos turn up, really.
you'll see how insane we were. i honestly lost my mind out there.
oh yar, and did i mention: i reached home at freaking 8.30am,
covered in people's sweat and poured drinks all over me.
awesome isnt it.

seriously, i know its my life and everything, but sorry to anyone who feels disturbed, haha. cause i feel disturbed by myself too. i think i'll laugh at my pictures when they're uploaded on freaking facebook. i can so not remember what was going on. i have no idea what i did. i'm messed up, screwed up and fked up. really. oh well, its a great lesson learnt, with my ipod as sacrifice. but the police report was the last straw. i was talking to a freaking policeman for 2 hours while people were sleeping beside me, in the police station. that's just great.

edit: oh yay, overwhelming response with my pictures. great.