i am feeling weary...numb...bordering sad.

i kinda wish i had never headed out tonight.

loneliness engulfed me the moment i stepped into union.

the moment eddie greeted me cheerily, i thought "shit...what the hell am i doing here?"

of course, the moment i started dancing, i felt better.

though when i stopped, i just fell back down to nothingness.

tonight reminded me that physical companionship doesn't do jack if your soul's unfulfilled.

my favorite part of the evening was the cab ride back.

yes...that's how bad i felt for most of the night.

kinda brings me back to the time i was headed back to singapore.

i suppose this is characteristic of life, and that the journey should always be the focal point of it all when it comes to achieving goals.

i felt like such a bimbo this evening.

and to top it all off, i simply allowed people who stereotyped me to keep that thought.

i was simply too tired and miffed to even defend myself.

to dance, dance, dance was all i wanted to do because i didn't want to talk to anyone.

i'm feeling down.