At the age of 20, I finally went clubbing with my bunkmates... Ministry Of Sound. Initially, I thought about becoming a 'pilot' because of several factors like costs, late hours and my dad. Yea, what has it got to do with my dad? Actually he approved my 'application' to go club but I felt that he doesn't really like it . Hence, I was weighing the good and bad and eventually consult my 2nd sis. She msged me the go-ahead as clubbing is going to be a new experience for me. Without further ado, I was outta my hse in 5 mins. Hah..
1st impression: The cigarettes smoke both outside and inside. Several hot babes. So-so music. Sardines grooving to the music.
Paid entrance fees of 28 bucks (inclusive of 2 drinks). Found out that I can't shake my dead body hence had a shot of tequila (1st time) and bourbon coke. Alas, it had not much of an effect on me. Paid for another tequila and were treated to some vodka lemonade as they brought a jug. Finally got a bit of kick and i just bob my head around abit.
Final impression: Clubbing is just another excuse to squeeze and be squeezed that's all.
In another separate incident
I was called cute...
*Vomit*
I know what you guys are thinking of...
WOW! Some babes find me cute?
BUT
That person is an uncle.. Phui!
posted by Desprorado @ 15:53
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