Last night was FUN

Now I've come to realize that people's actions are really driven by motives. Everything we do favors our deepest darkest intentions. We work our way towards the goal and more often than not, we subconsciously go way overboard and become lesser of who we really are.

Last night was definitely FUN, it was a Fucked Up Night indeed.

I am tired of pleasing people. Giving in to their qualms, rants, and more rants.

I am tired of being distrusted, treated like a kid, and distrusted again.

I am tired of the pain, the sleepless nights, and more pain.

I am tired of spending time, money and too much time on useless stuffs.

I am tired of people nagging.

I am tired of loving and not being loved in return.

I am tired.

Last night, everything came together, everything that makes me tired. I was driving the entire day before all these things droned me. I just finished my media law paper. So I was physically and mentally tired. Emotional tiredness followed immediately after.

When I got home, brownout.

I thought maybe the world isn't ready to see me at this state, that is why they had to intentionally close the lights and make everything dark. By the corner of the street, I lit a cigarette as I watched the lights coming from passing vehicles come and go.

And then I said, well Wado, tonight was fun, right?

It's fun alright, if fun stands for Fucked Up Night, well I guess it is fun.