| Tuesday, March 20, 2007 |
| Saturday Night Fever |
At Uni, every day was a party,unfortunately as yuppies, we dont have that luxury anymore.
Gradually your party days reduce to occassional theme nights, like Rock night on a Thursday at Steakout, then occassional visit to the Disco. After sometime, all this stops making sense. So if you find yourself asking what you are doing out instead of being cuddled in your bed, take a hiatus.
As a single gal, the one thing that constantly stays with you every night out is hope. the hope that you will turn around and there.....the man who rocks your world staring lovingly at you.
And you face falls when you realize he is looking over your shoulder at somebody else. Or worse the shimmer of his wedding band.
But there you are , its another Saturday night and still hope gleams in your eyes and its makes it all worth it i guess otherwise it would be pointless. |
posted by kissyfur @ 1:11 AM  |
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