I DREAM

what happens when you start drinking after a long time away from that bad stuff?

your body breaks out in patches of red.

well, at least that's what's happening to me tonight.

before you get all holier than thou with me, i only had ONE glass of champagne. just one glass...though i think i may have downed it a little too fast.

and it was only because it's a colleague's birthday and i just had to toast him.

i can safely say that i was the ONLY girl at the club in baggy pants and a polo tee. and i'm damn proud of it ;)

the new friend was kind enough to insist on his company all the way till howard's birthday bash, which was at 2230 hrs...or so.

so after rueda (which is majorly cool) and a quick meal, we went down to borders to grab a gift for howard.

sigh...silly boy. i knew he was tired so i kept trying to chase him home to rest, but he said he had no plans and would be okay keeping me company.

so at 2000 hrs, he suggested we try to catch a show...and kungfu hustle turned out to be funny shit. not too bad for a stephen chow film.

it was just 2130 hrs after the show ended. again, i chased him home and said i'll walk him to the mrt station, but he said he'll hang around till howard's bash.

so we go to macdonalds and talk. and later walked me to meet andreas and ashley.

i am grateful for his presence...the new friend.

but this thought fell in sight earlier:

perhaps i shouldn't get too close to him.

truth is, i don't want to fall for him. don't ask me why...i just don't want to.

you see...the new friend is really the ex-crushee. and i don't want to ruin what we have now.

the moment romantic feelings come into the picture, things'll change.

eeeeks! i don't want to think of all this now!

he is just a friend, and one of my multiple dancing partners.

there.