Sunday, December 6, 2009

What would you do if you weren't afraid?

Celebrated my 22nd with the girls. Dinner at Brussel Sprouts which had fabulous service. The surprise birthday cake and complimentary blowjob shot by them certainly deserves two thumbs up for the service staff! Food was pretty ok if you choose the right item but do try their mussels cos thats just what they are famous for!
To complete the night, we headed down to Winebar for drinks. Trays of shots on top of the other ala carte drinks left me pretty aye ok for the night. Think extreme tilti, sambucca shots, illusion shots, sex on the beach, blow job and kiss of death etc.. Drinking the kiss of death is like a straight route to happy land. Unless you're desperate to get high, dont try it. Its a combination of Triple Sec and Contreau (as stated on the menu) so... It was an early night for me. One plus and I was out. Ha. At least I could hold a decent conversation with the taxi uncle and wash up when I reach home. I amaze myself at times.
Thank you so much girls! Lots of love :)

After all the birthday fun and celebrations, it felt like something was missing. I was kinda sad that my birthday's gone cos it just meant I am now one year older with a tad more responsibility on my shoulders. Im glad I got what I wanted before my birthday and could celebrate it happily with my closest girls but still, there was something missing which I couldnt put a finger to.

I've been feeling a little out of sorts lately. Feeling blue, sian, easily irritated and in a world of my own. This is on top of the constant fatigue and lethargy I feel every single day. So sorry to friends whom I have not gotten a chance to meet up with. I have been whatever you read in the beginning of this paragraph and I am sure you don't want to meet such a person after so long.

What would you do if you weren't afraid? I am a victim of fear. I am afraid of the 'what ifs', afraid of change. But things move on faster than I can even say 'what if' and there I am stuck at where I originally am. I refuse to change because I am afraid of what will happen if I do, afraid to accept the fact of losing/have lost something I hold dearly. For as long as I am afraid, nothing will change. Maybe thats exactly what Im hoping for.

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