Time Machine

My weekend has started yesterday night.

I headed to bed. But I was dressed up.

I was waiting, for the rest to decide.

My party friends were dressed up nicely too, but we were all waiting.

Waiting for someone to decide where to go in KL.

Waiting for one of us to voice out.

We were all tired of partying, but we still wanted to party.

The next thing I know, we were in a new club.

All waiting for drinks this time round.

All were well prepared, the drinks, the people, the crowd, the music.

Camera were all over everywhere like paparazzi.

Like the ole times again.

How I love it, how I miss it.

Somehow, Nam has to wake me up.

"Baby girl, let's go for breakfast." And I nodded.

I had my best morning. Thinking, "Oh god, what a morning for brunch."

I turned around and asked, "What time is it?"

I looked at the time.













It was only 8.30AM!












*sigh*












I punk'd myself. It's only Tuesday. Time to go to work....





=(