bottled up thoughts in maroon and yellow: post halloweeeeeen waste

Friday, initially I had fun doing things out of the ordinary again, taking candid shot. Everything was in Japanese and there were so many different opinions- blurry blurry fun. Then to rouge then china black. Finally after all this while, stevie again. I had 15 mins in the club, and I chose it to catch up with you, for old times sake and because all other company would be drinking first. Then the call, my downfall, the permission, I abused. And now it’s regret at home, feeling dumb, night was just okay, although the company fab. Still I sit back with regret cos I wasn’t myself again, did just little things that I regretted, nothing major, actually very normal in the blind eyes of the world, but basically stuff I wouldn’t usually do. Dancing felt foolish too. Plus tonight’s Halloween at zouk, and I don’t think I can go-though there’s still hope. They say no, but…