"you going to the afterparty tonight?"

I glanced warily at the owner's voice. Smiling. But shook my head no.
Tired. Physically and mentally drained.
Like an empty carton of milk being squashed by a schoolkid's foot, whooosh bellowing air and spurting out the last drops of milk. Yeah. THAT drained.
Hah. See? M tired, even my metaphor sucks.

Despite that, I am smiling. =)
Its like every little molecule in my body feels liberated. Free. Ah.. how I love this feeling. How I missed this feeling. How I yearned for this feeling. I am happy. Alhamdullillah..

Ill blog more soon. I am too tired.. even typing up a half decent line is a tremendous effort. Haha.
Goodnight.