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It is 10 bloody am and i have no idea why i am seated in front of the computer when i am supposed to be get some much needed sleep after reaching home at close to 4.30am.

The night almost ended early for us as Tim was in a half-conscious inebriated state at 1am . God knows how much he drank but well at least the birthday boy got his wish . May i quote him "No drunk no go home!"

We sent him home shortly after that because he was literally sprawled on the floor rendered immobile and we went back to the dancefloor after that , although the atmosphere was somehow muted and everyone just didn't feel like partaying anymore lah !

This may sound rather out of sorts , but i seriously feel that clubbing is NOT a very social activity.

How can it be a social activity when the music's too loud to engage in a conversation it turning into a shouting match and everybody's too preoccupied with their moves to even care about the person next to them?

I was leaning against a table yesterday at the edge of the dancefloor , staring at the orgy of feet trampling each other. Some people really have two left foot , man.

Anyway no , i don't have a fetish for feet lah , i was just feeling zapped and taking a breather.

I was thinking to myself.. Why on earth do we go clubbing for ? What is the purpose ?

Definitely not to get my ass groped and pinched or getting assaulted by cringe-inducing pick-up lines like " to pass through here you have to say the password , which is your number! " ( yes indeed someone tried that on me two days ago to which i rolled my eyes at him and walked around his feeble attempt to block my way ) and the ever so classic "Miss , you look familiar.."

Okok , i know i may not be the prettiest creature around but in a club where it is almost impossible to even see the the tip of your nose , every walking figure with a semblance of boobs is a target .

I've also always wondered about guys who successfully pick up girls at club. What happens next ? A romp at the nearest hotel ?

Definitely not a long-term relationship.

I don't know about you but even from a regular clubber's point of view , my impression of girls who club ain't THAT positive.

Overheard from the ladies' last night

"Yeah we exchanged numbers just now isn't he such a cutie shit i can't wait to get my hands into his pants later.. Oh do you have any rubber with you ?"

"Yep its in my clutch bag i'll pass it to you later"

Tsk tsk.

Maybe i should stop clubbing before their "enthusiasm" rubs off me.

I'm not trying to pretend i'm so chaste , so angelic with a halo around my head.

Label me as old-fashioned , conformist blah blah blah but girls should have the least bit of decency in them , at least they shouldn't go around sleeping with guys they just met a couple of hours ago.


What the hell , there seems to be some sorta speaker downstairs that's churning out chinese new year cheena-cheena tunes.

Ah.... Chinese new year.

Looking sooooooo forward to it !

Not just for the $$$ mind you , i really love being surrounded by relatives , especially the not-so-close ones .

To hear them heaping fake praise after fake praise on you is an annual experience.

Not to mention the ogling of yummy distant cousins who morphed from a reedy looking acne-dotted teen to a manly muscle-flexing MAN.

YUM.

Wah lao , i sound so bitchy.

Time for breakfast !!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am soooo craving for fillet-o-fish.

And i wanna watch Alfie and The Aviator so bad.

I wish he would ask me out really soon ! :D