last night was a good night. but somehow it wasnt. a few got high. and caused some furore. so what? who gives a shit? singapore is a weird place. one of the few entitlements the government allows us when we turn 18 is to get so fuckin drunk that you cant recognise who you are. and yet this ultra conservative, puritanical society still frowns upon it. sure, we shouldnt do it all the time, sure, we shouldnt perpetually cause a nuisance to others, i grant you all that. but once in awhile, people in the group get smashed, and we just gotta bear with that liability dont we. ive got smashed many times over, and i always hated in when i woke up in the morning afraid whether i had offended any of my friends by being a dick. thats just wrong. whoever gets drunk, we should just take care of him. and forgive what he/she had done the night before. lyk how we do it back in langton close.

and today, some will go "i will never drink again", "i shouldnt have gone out last night", "sorry for the trouble". fuck. i love everyone that was there last night, but i hate this fuckin country. good thing im going on vacation. and gettin out of here soon afterward. but really, it was great to see most of you again.