on the bathroom floor

Sentosa. The day started shabbily because my sadness obviously leaked over from yesterday but things got better. Had our fill of fun with crappy volleyball and water guns. Got back to vivo and had one of our find-somewhere-to-sit-buy-a-drink-and-talk-for-2-hours session which I always enjoy.

It was pretty engaging and we all got revved up over something. It's fun when you have friends with you to get pissed over the unfairness of life and how it sucks.

I went home thinking about it more and now I feel even stronger about it. But what are we suppose to do? And I hate to admit it but I am a little jealous sometimes.