So last night or more so yesterday, I started to feel a little better. I went out at night to L.A. and had loads of fun. My mood at the present has been better. I know, thank god right? How much of this morbid shit could I take or more so could you, who may be following my entries, take? And tonight I am going to my very close friends' party. It should be a blast. Yesterday I just kept telling myself. I'm so over it. I'm done. We're done. I feel in me an end of something and a new start. It's a cathartic feeling. And I like it.
I just hope alcohol doesn't cloud my judgment too much tonight. I hope I don't end up hooking up with him, yet again. (I did so the day of my own birthday kickback. Great.. right? Sarcasm intended of coz)
I feel good right now. This is good. And I'm very excited for tonight. A night for great mingling and meeting fresh faces. (: And not to mention, I'm going to look fantastic. (Of course I always do, but in the presence of a ex-lover, I make it a point to always look especially good. It's sort of like a universal rule right?)
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