Withdrawal Symptoms

Since the beginning of the year, I've been clubbing almost every weekend. Every Friday, at least. Does that make me a hardcore clubber? Or a chiongster in Singapore term. The longer the amount of time I spend in the office, the lesser the amount of time I spent on sleeping, all the more I need to go to the club for some drinks. Somehow I find that I seem to hold my liqour better than before. Every week is a challenge for me & I always look forward to Friday 'cause it is clubbing time for me!! I admit that I kinda stressed up by work and I am seeking solace in clubbing. Drinking helps too. I do not drink on weekdays, but I'd need a drink badly on weekends. I love long island tea and my recent fave, apricot brandy. Not only am I a workaholic and an alcoholic too! These days a big fraction of my credit card bills goes to the accounts of the clubs. Though I do not belong to the class of major spenders on drinks, at least 10% of my wage goes to them. I feel all uneasy if I don't club on either Fridays or Saturdays. It feels like some form of withdrawal symptom for me. I feel unhappy if I stay at home. It's like I'm on drugs literally. I'm beginning to understand how smokers feel when they try to quit smoking. Sigh... I do not club alone. I don't enjoy being picked up either, because I just wanna chill out with my friends. Being picked up by strangers only tells me that maybe, maybe I still have this last bit of charm left in me. It could be due to the dim light setting in the club too that these guys thought that I am attractive or simply mere desperation of them.