Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Crimson Stallion.

Nothing. Can you guess what we are drinking right now? It's 2157H on my PC. Shyn is in the bathroom taking a bath. We were drenched just a while ago when we went to 7-11 to purchase the necessary, um, stuff for the night. We didn't care at all. We were the only ones walking on the street in the rain when all the people settled somewhere dry. We were simply two walking windang things under heavy rain thinking of, well... does it matter at all? What about this night, you ask? Well, it's gonna be a long night. It's just another drinking session, really. Why? Well, do we really need a reason to drink? Actually, no. But, usually.. yeah. But, when you drink without a reason, you're called an alcoholic. Well, we just want to. And that's still a reason. That still counts. (Sabi ni Shyn. --by the way, we're not yet drunk).

For me, drinking is a ceremony. It's my way of welcoming change. Tonight, I drink to .. endless regret. Where's the change? I'm becoming more bitter. Can anyone teach me how to love? Nah, guess not. Guess I have to learn for myself. (Sabi rin ni Shyn.)

Oh, well. Darn.

"I drank to drown the pain but the damned pain learned how to swim." -Frida Kahlo (Shyn din)
... extra+rice || 9:56 PM