last night was a blast.

because i wanted to get wasted after having religiously stuck to my school-house routine the entire week, i resolved to do one thing before my day would end: be hammered like hell.

it all started innocently, with a few rounds of rhum coke and beer with some of my coursemates — we were just beside one of the clubs here in dumaguete. this, after all, is how we (dumaguete peeps) like to drink. all we need is a comfortable place, a few laughs, and a handful of stories just to be de-cluttered as together, we traverse the world of spirits and momentarily escape from our oftentimes monotonous lives.

last night was a blast. i have not partied hard for a long time, and it felt good to be drunk knowing that i have accomplished so much stuff for this week. there was justice, so to speak. hahaha!

and after having gained considerable ego boosting with the alternate rhum-beer shots that i had, i was itching to get inside the bar,and let loose on the dancefloor. (to all those who know me, please do not cringe, i also need to dance sometimes, have pity, haha)

although i’ve already forgotten most of my dancefloor experience last night, i know i had the greatest time there. i was just, plainly and simply, drunk. and it feels good to be convinced that perhaps, i am not the worst dancer in the world. mwahaha.

i went home around 3 am, but with a big smile on my face. it has been a long time since i genuinely had fun, and i intend to keep my spirits up until the semester ends