cafe del mar

cafe del mar, no butter. alot of too much champagne. someone kept filling my glass. boys, girls. wet cushions, rattan chairs. sand, jacuzzi. took off my shirt and shoes. wore too many clothes, so hot. fries, sauce. alcohol helps. sentosa at night is pretty. i could see the stars. i think i'm a bit drunk. just a little bit. i'm sleepy. i should sleep. i feel dirty, and wet, i have to bathe now. and sleep. i'm falling asleep on the floor, where are my jeans?

edit*
boys nuts about girlongirl action. the belt that served no function. notepads in hot shorts. wading ankle deep in water, girl's loo flooded. bata slippers. long running joke about job, haircuts on facebook, i can't remember any more for now.

now that i'm awake and (more) sober, i can say this
oh what a night.

p/s: i found my jeans.