I went to tantric for the first time. A gay pub. And it was so so so so fun. It's a place where you can really be yourself with no fear of being judged. We were screaming, jumping, shuffling (or trying to shuffle), stealing people's drinks (just a sip) and caps, and not even a weird stare was passed at us.

Now I know why people go there. Besides the cheap drinks. $30 for a jug - double shot. And they arent stingy on the alcohol. I literally chocked on my first mouth of the drink. So strong. Eeeww. But effective in making us high.

It's so difficult to find a place in sg where you can do anything, even hug a guy and not be judged. Hell, there was this dude/dudette waking around with dozens of froggy plushies hanging off his/her clothes. Where else do you see this in sg???

Awesome experience man.

But I had another revelation today. I realize that the worst thing ever, is to be afraid of yourself. I had an image today. An image of a black furry monster clawing at something, trying to get out. A demon. Inside. I can run from anybody, but I'll never be able to run from myself forever... sooner or later I'll have to face my problems.