getting old?

am i getting too old to stay out late? was feeling hungry halfway through the musical (and not play! thanx jims :p) and thought of getting something to eat in one of the cafes on QSM or go back to toowong and take the car to the valley and get NY Pizza. as soon as we stepped out of the lyric theatre, we decided to ditch the plan and just go home. reason- we were too tired. and it wasnt even 11pm!

gone were the days where nights started with the last bus to the city and ended with queues for cabs opposite treasury casino early in the morning. with dancing in sky high heels as well as 'just coke, please!' or 'iced water will be fine, thanks' in between. gone were also the days where we would leave the house on a saturday morning and would only return early in the evening from shopping trips to the end of the world (chermside or garden city. lol. jauh jua tu! 3 zone kali ah :p) and then more coffee time in milton.

the wub and i talked about girls wearing skirts and capri pants recently. enough to say he was surprised that i, once, wore those skirts and pants before. honey, i was young once. haha. i AM still young. hehe. maybe i should dig those old pictures and show it to him. those were the times. heh.

now, im much happier staying at home. watching endless reruns of friends, satc, alias and those chick flicks. online- reading other people's life (like what youre doing now :p) and keep up with all the gossip. cooking some meal. sleeping on the couch. reading and re-reading novels. and yeah, sometimes do work *whistle*.

it is the same when im back in brunei. unless going out involves running errands with the wub or catching up with my baybees over food (not just drinks! we go all the way!), i rather stay home with the astro remote. but then again, now that AF is over, a book will do just fine.

right now, i just want to curl up in bed with some reading material, which will remain unsaid *winx*. but if you still want to tag along, make sure you have a foot masseuse with you. although a foot masseur will earn extra brownie points. heh. a girl has to pay the price for those heels and pointy shoes they have to wear. thank god its sunday tomorrow though. a pair of birkenstocks is the only way to go.

g'nite ;)