Seeking Solace

Thank God Balaclava was crowded to the max because I can't think of any other places that suit me more than the lounge in the hotel (Not saying the name because it will be my 2nd heaven after Shang and I want to be selfish.) As a matter of fact, I actually like it more than Shang. Who needs good-looking pianist or drummers or even grass-hopper guitarists?

For the whole night there, I just slipped into my ideal world, listening, floating in and out of conversations. I know if I said I saw fireflies dancing around me and caught whiffs of moonflowers, no one will believe me. I will say it anyway. Champagne and cocktails resulted in fireworks on top of the fireflies and moonflowers effect. Now I know what they mean when they say chill out. This is better than smoking and taking dopes.

Life is ugly because of the people in it, life is beautiful because of the people in it as well.

Celebrate Life, toast.

The Chuans

Beautiful Beautiful Ceiling...

Solace Seeked.

The sensuous, sexy second that ends everything negative in me...

Life is like a champagne. Without the effervercense in champagne, it is, but bitter syrup in artificial colouring. Life, likewise, without its ups and downs, is just a bitter soul in an empty shell.

Jacqueline
11:37 AM