oh my god.

so i went for karaoke. came back home not very happy. feeling a bit of a basketcase and all.

then on an impulse i accepted someone's invitation, thinking i need to go out, i need to just do something spontaneous, most of all i need a distraction.

definitely got more than i bargained for. i went to clarke quay at 12:30am, and got home at 9am this morning. and oh my god i can't believe what happened. how are we gonna be able to face each other after such a crazy episode?

i usually never get hangovers but my head is feeling really shitty right now.

oh my god i have to be at the sevens hotel in 1.5 hours. shit... i just want to collapse back onto my bed. X_x

it could have been so much worse.