out of character?

i broke out of character yesterday and decided to go clubbing. in the name of 'independence' i figured "why not?". a friend called and her first words were "What happened?". i thought it would be one of those days where i do decide to go clubbing and later wonder why i bothered in the first place. but heck...i've got so much time to kill. wasting one night standing around watching people walk by wouldn't screw up my daily routine. turned out to be better than i expected. it was crowded...it was loud...people were drunk...but that's to be expected. bumped into some old friends that i used to go clubbing with back in those days where i still had the energy...the youth. now i'm just old...tired...

i'd prefer staying home and watching tv or reading a book. i'd rather hang out at a mamak or a bar engaged in deep conversation with friends and family. night clubs ain't my kinda scene no more. but i realized that people my age and older still enjoy the activity. so maybe i'm not growing old...maybe i've just changed. i was a wild child back in those days...then something happened i guess. i left for singapore and came back domesticated. then again...i always believe that i have a choice and if i wanted to revert back to 'wild child' behaviour i'm pretty sure i can. but i still enjoy the quiet life though. so now i guess i have to find a balance...a nice balance that gets me the best of both worlds.