Not prepared

As I am blogging, the girls are probably still downing beers and pizza at Wala Wala. It's my 4th night out and another booze. I reckon I'll be dead if I do it a few more times. Barely a week, 4 days consumption of alcohol... now my liver needs a rest. Good thing is I never gotten drunk on any occasion, and that means I didn't exceed my limit;) Today, after a 0.5L Erdinger... I felt extremely sleepy, might also be due to my 5-6 hours of sleep.

1st Day at Work

Feeling stressed about it. It's been a while since I put myself into a spot... whether to commit or not! I start to dread, to fear, to be afraid, to be scared... to be indecisive. This new job is challenging and way too, a lot of rollercoaster rides ahead. Am I prepared, can I do it? I can't give an answer. To be totally brutally honest, I haven't gotten myself into the mood yet. Or should I say I'm not yet passionate about it. I'm probably straining myself a little too much than I can handle, afterall it's only the first day and I don't have to prove anything. I'm swayed by a temptation, and it's hard to resist.

3 parties & a booze in less than a week

Isn't it crazy... Well for a person like me, yes, CRAZY. The most I have done was a couple of times a month, but now it all happens in a week. I couldn't turn them down since friends came back from abroad... and well of course, to catch up with other long-time-no-see friends... plus I had a week free before the start of the new job. Gay clubs, we went. It was my virgin visit, and we went to two of them... can't say I totally enjoy or hate it. These 'men' are all so CUTE, yes. But they're interested in what I'm interested in too - MEN. Only difference is probably they're looking for homosexual ones:)

Tomorrow

620am. See the dark morning sky, force my butt out of the bed, do a speedy shower and preparation and an hour journey to work. God!