
The year is ending already again. And last Friday was Disneyland's 9th annual Christmas party.
I did not get drunk.. Lolz.. It was... fun in a way I guess (like when our version of PUSSYcat dolls came onto stage and roamed around the ballroom, btw, they're all transvesites, professional ones, or like when we all just plain went silly..)

But like the very unglamorous Cinderella, I walked down the sweeping stairs and handed my valet ticket to the valet (duh) and left by midnight. I left behind a group of friends and colleagues who were determined to consume every drop of booze around and inadvertedly commit scandalous or embarassing acts that has resulted to all the sheepish looks thats been shot around all day long.

I love a good party, always have, always will, but that night, my mind and heart just wasn't there anymore. I was feeling pensive and anti-social. I wanted the booze without the fluff. But I did go out again with a "friend" after I got home which resulted to a very evil hangover the next day.
And no.. this pic does not consist of transvesites too.. Hhahahaa... But it does include a very effective push up bra on my ex-housemate.. Hahhahaa...