Endless Ranting

My week started off slow and ended up leaving me gasping for air. Friday night was spent with Velene, SiewYen and one of her friends, Justin finishing up our bottle at Absolute Chemistry. Because all pubs in Bangsar are forced to close at 2am, we had no choice but to leave. Sent Justin home then decided to head down to town. We were only thinking of driving around, do some people watching then head back home but because all 3 of us were in desperate need of the loo, we parked at Shangri-La just to use the toilet. A waste to pay RM7 for the toilet so we ended up heading for Passion to look for my bro. It was my first time there and if my memory serves me correctly, I was quite impressed with it, although we spent a total of 10 minutes or less there. Will definitely make it a point to go again sometime soon. We then walked all the way to look for Victor at some mamak near Citibank just so we could sober up. Made it home about 4+ feeling really blissful and contented yet sad because it left me wondering why does alcohol only make me feel happy? Why can't I be naturally happy without alcohol? I guess in a way it's some form of escapism for me because then I don't have to worry or think about alot of depressing stuff.

The first half of Saturday night saw me at Atmosphere with Esmond to celebrate my cousin's 19th birthday then off we went to Zouk. Partied and drank till about 3+ but this time, it left me wanting more. As the weekend approaches, I yearn for it but when it finally comes I feel disappointed. Instead of going out and getting drunk, I should do something more productive. Right? Dont get me wrong, I'm not an alcoholic or a drunkard. I know my limit; it's just that I need to be happy and carefree and alcohol makes me feel that way.

I'm so pathetic in that sense..