zoukout was awesome. david guetta is love. im still reeling in from his absofuckinglutely awesome music.
most of the night cant rmb shit. sloshed after the drinking session. it has been long since i had so much fun. (: i wanna do it again.
the panic wait as we q and wait for tickets to arrive. the hi im ... to new friends of the night the surprise bump into someone who i guess was sore over certain incident and occasional flirting the endless (ok,just 2 hours) of guetta hits and my lightstick dance the sweat and heat of everybody ard me the constant thirst for ice cold water
it was great to know that there are ppl who are looking out for you (: but as such goes on, i wonder is there more to life than partying the night away to make me feel (: perhaps its the night out booze fags and all that tires me out so much that when i head to bed i wont start to think of nonsensical stuff.
oh, and i think i have a secret hatred towards burmese. haha. squeezing thru the crowd, felt someone groped my behind and i was fing pissed that i confronted the asshole i rmb i kept saying he's a fing burmese. L0L! well.. if you wanna party and have fun, then dont resort to dirty tricks ass!
oh. and that one stolen K*** it left me wondering... the sun shined at 1:01 AM
