My weekend was super crazy. We had pizza at Anna's apt and 'several cups of 60%vodka with 20% orange juice and 20% lemonade'. So while walking to mrt station for ktv I'd actually gotten a bit dizzy. Then a super crazy ktv that i've ever had. These young guys and gals suddenly turned into super stars while with microphones on hold. Not mention to the powerful voice, the dancing was good enough to compete with professional dancers. I was sitting there feeling like watching a live concert! having shouted for 3 hours, the rest of us moved to vibe to spend the rest of our energy... actually to try our luck... and surprisingly vibe was all packed! then blah blah blah blah..... by the time we came out from the basement the sun's been up for a while! it felt so weird that you hadn't shut the eyes for a min but another day already started. anyway... all i remembered was i 'went to bed' at 8,30am and when i woke up it's dark outside again and the clock showed 5,30pm. then i did take 5 mins to get to figure out if i woke up too early in the morning, or too late at night.

so that was my weekend. when you're forced to follow the schedule of this sociaty from monday to friday, you'd no longer care when you should go to bed or when to get up, or if sleep at night is really that important.