| Thursday, July 29, 2004 |
| Jahreszeiten der Liebe |
i have officially been clubbed.
went to club in bangsar last night with a classmate and her friends. the highlight of the evening was having some pretty funny conversations and making new friends, plus free drinks ;) (t'was ladies nite and we were in fortuitious company hahha.)
anyways, all i can say that is i dun think clubbing's for me, i might go once in a while, but not often. i prefer more of a place where one can just talk without challenging the bass beat, and prolly get a nice cuppa while we talked. it'll go easier on my lungs as well. and my liver.
it's amazing how some people can still dance with their lighted ciggarettes between their fingers waving them about and being a fire hazard in a room where a square foot on the floor would be considered a wide open space. not to mention the copius amounts of easily flammable liquor in close proximity.
and also, alcohol's fine and in my book, but relying on it to feel good is something i've never really experienced. a little alcohol to get some buzz goin might be okay for some, but it's a thin line between loosening the toungue and also loosening the esophagus to a play by play review of what one ate in the recent past. drinker discretion advised. i had the good fortune to not witness this, tho i now curse my vivid imagination.
i enjoyed the evening solely on being able to spend time with some great people, it wouldn't have really mattered (to me,that is) where we actually went.
gleefully perverted
The Duracel Bunny just keeps going and going and going and going...etc. 
time to say goodbyeTop Ten Signs You Have Purchased a Bad Beer
well, for me all beer is bad, except of course when it's in shandy.
Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.
Ashleigh Brilliant
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