satuday..

12.46am- ayer keroh...
just a second ago, i was curled up semiperfectly beneath the immense warmness of my toy-train-print-comforter digesting the final few pages of existentialism without realizing that supper has been unwillingly discounted from the list-of-things-to-do-before-bedtime indefinitely. now its almost 1 and somehow i just dont feel like going out, (must be the weird noises coming from the hallway) despite the fact that im horribly famished and its also saturday night, -no one stays at home on saturday nights, that of course unless you're a gay/faggot/justin bieber's fan- 


i genuinely dont know if im actually transgressing the saturday night act for not leaving my room immediately but honestly, i dont really care..


i just dont really know how to put these in words but right now, the petite act of putting on a pair of shorts, a dirty old tshirt and drag my heavy body to the mamak seems impossibly impossible at the moment. my head seems heavy but my eyes are eternally conscious for im trying too hard to not to sleep and also at the same time i feel like the whole world is falling down right on my face simultaneously. 


plus, my roomie's busy packing all his belongings right now as he's leaving tomorrow first thing in the morning (imma miss you dude!) and the sound of all the grinding and crushing and crumbling and scraping from books, laptop cooler pads to multicoloured foldable laundry basket is circumventing me from understanding the last chapter of existentialism, the role of failure in success. 


anyway, screw saturday nights. imma pour myself a drink right now and enjoy youtube videos...


speaking of which, recently i came across this really cute girl on youtube who posts comical videos of everyday life of hers. really awesome stuff...








...saturday nights are always awesome!..


..if you know what to do ;)