Prom day was pretty hectic for me.As usual runnning late for the reception.Reached the hotel in a pretty ruffled state before straightening up at the restroom.Fortunately everything came together much better than I had expected.The events just went by in a whirl.There are times when I just sat there thinking whether I should or should not approach somebody.Although she passed me by a few times but being the indecisive me I just couldn't get my butt off that couch.Maybe some words are better left unspoken.
After prom party was suppose to be enjoyable but there's no mood for anything other than drinking away the whole night.Waiting for her,maybe its better that she wasn't at the club judging from what was actually going on.Dismayed yet relieved...I'm really going crazy.
Then horrors of horrors appeared just when I was feeling rather tipsy.I just had to get away from the club never mind that I was having troubles navigating my way around.Just when I thought things couldn't suck any further.Drank more than I actually should with my gastric problem in full flow,though these times are better off being drunk than sober.