Clubbing!

There is a part of me that wishes I can just drop EVERYTHING that I have now, and just fun free. I want to go out to some exotic place and party all night ! I want to dance, sing, scream and do crazy things to let all this stress, frustration, boredom, and just confusion run wild. I want to be crazy just for one day. A whole 24 hours. I want to do something that I have never done before but not something I’d regret. I want to do something new, nothing that I go in a weekly basis. Where can I go to get away from all the school, parents, duties, responsibilities, and whatever comes along in my life. I’m like a cup of water that is filled to the top. If you don’t stop pouring, I will spill. For some odd reason, I’m not spilling yet. It’s like my cup continues to grow taller so that more water can be held. Some point in time, I am going to over flow and just explode like a bomb. I so cannot wait until that moment. When I am 21, I want to get so wasted that  don’t even remember that happened. Actually, that’s exaggerated. I don’t even want to be drunk or wasted. That feeling must suck like hells! blah blah blah! I just all of a sudden stopped typing so I guess I will end here(: