Gotta Love Wing Night

Lol...finally hungout with my roommate's boyfriend for the first time last night. It was so much fun, and funny. We must have been one of the louder tables at the bar last night. Err..like I said, me drunk is oh-so-funny... One drink turned out to be two and finished off with a shot round the table. My head was pounding on the way home...

So then this guy from work F kept asking me to go over to his house after. Err, yeah I was drunk but not THAT drunk. Sheesh. He wasn't even cute. But the nerve of that guy, trying to get me drunk all night. Ughh...

Half way through the night we started telling dirty jokes and I swear to god mine was numero uno in that department. Of course my esteemed opponents would beg to differ. It was a blast.

Something worrysome though was that I came home feeling very sad. Him and I had not really had a chance to chat for a few days now. I've been partying since Saturday pretty much. This evening, K called and went like - 8pm, SFU Halloween Party, you coming? And I was like err, err...so tempted to go even. I am no longer afraid of the idea of going to party or to hangout with a bunch of people even if I don't know them very well. Like with the right amount of alcohol, it will all be good.

But back to this, I have been feeling kinda sad when I think about what's his name. Is this love? I didn't think so. Maybe I still do not think so. But it has been almost a year now and I still feel very much attracted to him and whatnot. Silly, huh? I know Murni, you don't understand this obsession I have with him but trust me...I don't either.

Sitting with the feelings right now is so difficult. I just yearn to be with him, to have contact all the time. To have him be mine...

Thanks for listening to my drunken rant last night. Love ya, chica!