Cherry.

I typed a whole paragraph and lost it thanks t my internet connection, annoying. Anw, partied at Le Noir/Attica last night which was pretty impromptu. So i went straight after rehearsals and i was wearing a loose shirt, leggings, doc marts and carrying a huge ass bag with my portfolio and heels. Super underdressed. But fuck that my night was still awesome. Crashed at a friend's place after eating my prata @Spice hahaha. Only got home at 9 in th morning today. I hate that feeling of being hungover, and watching th sun rise as people go t work, all set for a brand new day while on th oth hand, im all stoned and lifeless, making my way home with th ever so handy shades that does wonders in hiding all expressions. Crashed th moment i got home and woke up at 4.55pm t realise i had blood on my shirt hahaha. And no, not anything else. It was actually from a tiny cut on my leg which bled relatively alot last night for some reason(ok maybe cause i was scratching it). So i slothed off and finally had my shower. What a useless day, but yeah i really needed this. 

Well yesterday, we went t Le Noir at about 1 plus, gulped down alcohol t accomplish our aim of getting drunk. Went out for a smoke, when some man from Pennsylvania offered t buy a drink which i really didn't want cause i was already reaching my maximum alcohol intake t get drunk. So i just sat at th bar anyways cause i wanted t steal th cherries there which i did hahaha how nice are cherries! And he started talking shit and forcing me t go home with him, be his girlfriend and what not. After rejecting a couple of times, he said he loved me(haha yes after talking t me for a good whole erm, 10 mins?) and would pay me t go out with him. And started babbling about how he would take me out t some restaurant at Holland Village for Scallops and Caviar. And went on t tell me his monthly income(wtf?) and 3-storey bungalow. And so it got me thinking how some people think that money can buy anything. Maybe for some people yes, but not me. Definitely. I mean why relate money t love. Its like putting a price on love and from what i believe, shouldn't love be a priceless emotive? Sure, its tempting i wouldn't deny but why is everything just about money and sex. Its smth so shallow yet so many people get drowned in these temptations. Well i guess that's just my two cents worth. Who am i t challenge a topic so personal and a perspective of thousands. But i suppose we're all entitled t self opinions - cliched statement yes.

Cherries! Picture courtesy of Karmillah.