My First Clubbing Experience

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I miss the clubbing scene.

… and I thought I was.

Until the day I stepped into my first club in year 2010. I was wrong. Clubbing doesn’t appeal to me anymore

I used to be excited about the music, the alcohol, the ladies, the atmosphere. Now, this feeling has faded. Of course I still get excited with pretty girls around lah. Who doesn’t?

I have not join any clubbing events for whole duration of 2009. It’s a big deal for me because I have been clubbing since I am 17. Clubbing has been my weekend activity since, more like a ritual.

Then I suddenly decide not to go clubbing for one WHOLE year. It’s a challenging task. Put in another context, it’s like you to stop peeing halfway, you have to tahan for 30 secs then release again. Go try, and you will know how I felt.

The last time I stepped into clubs was one year ago, I was really looking forward to go club, especially the most hyped club in KK now, call “FireFly”

No, not the song from Owl City.

Personally I think the club is a very small. There are good and bad at such situation, depending on how you look at it.

The good thing is, you can get into damn close distance with opposite sex (woohooo nice), and thus easier to approach. The club feels more lively when crowded and you are more likely to be intimate with opposite sex if you were in a conversation. This is good if that’s person you hope to get close with.

Bad thing is, if the other person is same sex as you and you had no chance to get separate the distance. To make it worse, the opposite sex has a feature you doesn’t like. E.g. smelly, sweaty, ham-sap hand.

I guess I am neither good nor bad. The reason is, I can get close without getting TOO close because my huge tummy is keeping the distance. If my buddy has same figure as me, we need to shout during our conversation. Hahaha.

Clubbing scene is never a good place to have conversation. Action speaks louder than word, baby.

Yvonne, you have sexy ass. I like.