It's Friday night again, it's been officially a week now...
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My mobile has been making lotsa noises since 10pm. Phone calls and text messages keeps coming in, I somehow just don't feel like answering or reading nor replying any of them. I know it must be them again asking me out again...I know I'm so bad but I promise that I'll return the calls tomorrow morning...
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1115pm, alcohol inside my body starts taking effect as I driving back home. I just wish to reach home as soon as possible while I can still manage to hold myself up. It was just so strange that he's always not far from my thoughts, even when I'm kinda 'screwed up' now. Took out my mobile and sent him a text. It's Friday night, he should be out.
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0257am, laying on my bed, still feeling the daze. The phrase "This is the beginning of something special" keeps repeating on my mind. I should probably get some sleep....
