Havoc into the night

Hus texted me to tell me he'll be home around midnight, cos he's meeting his friend and web designer to get things done. Despite knowing that he's doing proper things, I got rather upset with his decision. "Everything comes before me..." was the thought that came to my mind almost immediately. I guessed this wouldn't have happened should he had spend the time, when he can afford, with me PROPERLY.

For many weeks, he's been working on his new business. Even during our supposed pre-honeymoon LOB, sucks... He rather spend his time with his friends than me, am i that boring? I'm totally supportive of his new business plans, and definately wouldn't hesitate to put across what i can to assist in this but i feel that he wants little involvement from me. Most of the things i know abt the progress are through his partner... what a joke right?

Back to the night, I was so fuming and received a call from a pal. He asked me to join him to party @ Zouk. I was totally into the idea. Why should i be made to stay at home waiting for a hubby that dint really wanna see me? the saddest thing is that, after waiting for him to get home around midnight, he'll head on to the TV, then on the pc to check his emails, then after he's done all he wanna do. Shower and sleep in less than 2 mins... i'm so afraid that i couldn't justify my wait again...

So i headed down to Zouk and party the night away. I had never drank so much hard liquor in my life. I puked 3 times in the premises and once on the way home. I wanna apologise to those that i might have a little vomit sprinkled on them, it wasn't intentional. I couldn't make it in time... SORRY Thanks Pal for taking me there on my low day. I feel slightly lifted and super enjoy the dancing and drinking. Luvr it...