It was probably the last night I spent at St James for this year (and a long time after that). Music was a little horrible at some point in time, recently the music at St James is bad, really bad. But nevertheless, we had a little fun.

One other girlfriend and I - 2 girls - at a club spells some, misadventures. From the moment we start drinking at the bar, the guys have been trying to pick us up. They even send one of their girlfriend to find out more. Good attempt, but sorry. But these guys are pretty old, they should have been working for a few years (I guess).

After being a little "high", we are off to the dance floor. We met all sorts of weird people (and of course nice people too). There was this WEIRD (he is plain weird, I can't find another word to describe him). He kept following my friend, even to toilet! Then the 3 guys (nice chaps) ask me to better follow my friend. Later on, this weird guy and his friend came to ask for our numbers. They were so persistent! I just took my friend and fled to another corner. This is not the only time, there are a few others, but they are pretty much, normal.

Then we met this 3 guys, studying and working in Melbourne. Actually is more like we just found a spot and squeeze in beside them. So they starting talking with us, all friendly. In the end they were the ones that protected us from those weirdos. We even went for supper, and kept contact.

I miss my 2 chauffuers cum bodyguards and my pretty secret bitch.

Actually, all night I kept thinking about him. I really don't understand why I will fall for him. I kept asking myself is it worth it, should I let go, or should I hold on. And to make it worse, one of the 3 guys shared the same name as him. The driver for the night drove in a way similar to him. When I reach home this morning I was (again) debating whether to tell him that I really miss him. I didn't have the courage and eventually I fell asleep.

I... really miss you. It is just not the same without your presence.