you know how sometimes you feel as though you're grapling at your throats while somebody sucks the blood and the life out of you? that's exactly how im feeling right this minute.

the baby boy is back, and im happy for that. but like a piece of pie that you take for granted, ns took him back again today just for him to stay in one more night. so what if it deserve an off day in due time, it's not exactly fun to have my boyfriend returned to me one night, and he's gone the next. im still expecting to sleep next to him every night.

anyhoo, just for the fun of it, the boyfriend and i went to the whosgoing.sg party last night at mos. i meant we had to be there by 9pm and all. and we were stuck at smoove for a bit, which kinda sucks. really, mos smoove is one hell of a shitty place to be. ive been to so many places better which plays better r&b/hiphop/reggaeton.

and then we met the boyfriend's sister and stayed for a bit till 1am, where i absolutely needed to go to mambo@zouk. apparently those people at mos just didnt know the dance steps to "i should be so lucky,lucky lucky lucky in love." or "who u gonna call... ghostbusters!" ahahahha.

so we headed to zouk for more "you spin me right round baby right rounddd.." and "up joanna.. up up joanna.. " ive been going to zouk for 4 consecutive weeks already.. oh my.

so boyfriend and i clubbed ourselves for the first time, and it was enjoyable enough. more to come.

i arrived at school at 8.10am, and have lessons only at 10am. never mind, ive got lots to do. proposals & business plan and all. grr. OMG im so tired!!!!