Wednesday nights at The Waterford again. Actually called Bookers Bar, wonder why its called The Waterford since that's the name of the suburb I live in.

Karaoke cum Bar cum Disco. Whatever you wanna call it, not exactly the hippest place to be, but all us Uni students go there just for the sake of it. Its not that bad i guess, get a good chance to mingle and know more poeple from school. Sad thing is the bad singing gets so loud, you barely remember the names of the people you meet cuz its inaudible.

Didn't drive last night, my girls wanted to see me wasted. Too bad for them i wasn't, well not exactly. Spent most of my time standing around talking to *ahem* Andy and Nick. hehe. Couldn't move around much cuz Christina was so drunk she stomped on my fractured toe when Miguel pushed her. Ugh. She didn't even realize it, i seriously thought i was gonna black out again. Mimmi just topped my glass up with more beer so i could "focus". haha. it worked.

I apologize for my last entry, it was extremely unlike me. Some guessed it was about a boy. heh. go figure. -wink- I'm not saying anymore on that. But i guess a good night's sleep, along with a good ol' fashioned chat about it helped tremendously. For now, its over...i certainly hope so.

To "you", thanks for being such a sweetheart & understanding all I shared. Its incredible to me how big your heart really is & i couldn't possibly ask for any more. I apologize for the way things affected me, but i guess in time i'll learn to deal well with it.