some friends are over at neily's house jamming (or attempting to or talking abt it) and playing "i never" drinking games. some others are probably having supper together. me? i'm just sprawled out on my bed at home and it seems like time has stood still on a friday night. sometime during my nap in the afternoon (towards evening), i sprang out of bed and rushed to the toilet to puke out the $12 meal i had for lunch. it felt terrible and gross and exhilirating and liberating all at once. and i didn't know what else to do so i went back to bed, as though there was nothing to do on a friday evening.

some friends called but i was in such a groggy and delusional state that half the time, i didn't know whether the names flashing on my phone or the ringing of my phone were real in the first place. my room was all dark already but i didn't know whether it was night or day and whether i was in my dream or awake. people whose names were flashing on my phone started appearing in my warped dreams. and warped they were!

i feel so far away from the world tonight, floating around in my own little bubble. it's so strange but it feels like the most normal thing right now...

strange...