Sunday, December 05, 2004

i am completely exhausted right off my ass, and also completely tired, as well as being so wasted i'm genuinely about to collapse. but i must wash the smell of cigarettes off me before hitting the mattress or i fear i may never sleep.


so.



i felt i simply cldnt sleep without recording just - and only just - this night's events, because they are incrediby important to me.


I absolutely love you. the 5th of december is OUR date, and can't no-fucking-body take that away from us. just you remember. somehow having to ask you in the middle of the road (and twice at that!) just makes it all the more sweet.



tonight seems like something of a haze. I went in and out of Rush, Cheeky Monkey (what the fuck is that name anyhow?) and in and out and in and out... and it was great. mainly coz of who i had with me. the company made things blissful, as i said. getting together in a techno club isnt exactly what i had in mind, but i think its as good a place as any!


strangely i ended the night without being drunk in the slightest sense. I am slightly woozy, but that's just a pleasant buzz - the sort that reduces everything to a nice background noise. you know the type.



tonight made me aware that there really are genuinely nice people in the world, and also that trust is something sacred: you can give it to a guy you've never met before, and really expect him to look after your girl. And i guess i did! even tho she hardly was alone, so there wasnt much actual looking after to do. Point is, however, that he asked me to, and i would have done it, had the opportunity arose.



Amant, amand, or whatever your name is: i hope you're alright man. whatever that malay phrase is: -insert it here-





alright i'm rambling, i really am. I'm absolutely broke, and i'm incredibly happy. that's what happens when you're lucky enough to be with a girl you adore!


but enough sappiness. To everyone who was involved tonight: much love. thanks for everything.



To you: the 5th of December is our date. now and forever.





and i dont give a damn how mushy that is.

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