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Ok! Yup! Basically from the title, it is obvious what this post will be about. Of course I need to write something about this. How shall I put it. Ok. Lets put it this way. CHRISTIE IS NO LONGER A CLUBBING VIRGIN! Yes! SHE FINALLY STEPPED FOOT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A CLUB! Previously, this sentence was formed long ago even when I was a kid: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. This is what I formed after my first trip to the club: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. Go on. Try blinking and rubbing the eyes a few time. No, you are not seeing double. :) And yes! To some of you, you will probably be thinking "omg! It is her first time?". Ouh yes. Do not deny. I know people who thinks of clubbing as a next step to a higher level in life.
Hmmm~ Maybe this was not supposed to be how a real clubbing is like but the one I tried is definitely a put off and it is just adding to the point that I find clubbing a waste of time and money and everything else. I mean like, who created the fact that when clubbing, one needs to drink-drank-DRUNK, doing unnecessary stuff (go ahead, imagine!), smoking, looking absolutely spiffingly prosty-like and a wannabe-trying-too-hard to be cool and getting all high up. Well, I tried imagining what it will be like before going in. What I heard, which contributed to how I had imagined it to be, was pretty cool inside my head which I thought to myself "giving it a chance and a try won't hurt". Apparently, the imaginated picture shattered to pieces as soon as I stepped my foot in. So, clubbing rule #1: DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK AND MORE MORE MORE!
Of course there are a few decent people there, but, heck! Most of them were, ouh I do not know, trying too hard to impress maybe? I stood in a place, for almost half an hour, just to look around and explore. What is with the drinking-away-sorrow or come-to-me-but-damn-I-suck dances (where this fella was doing the cowboy roping on a girl and tried pulling her with that imaginary rope) or the I-am-giving-you-an-obviously-failing sexy killer stare or the I-have-no-$-to-buy-clothes-with-enough-clothing-materials-on or the 'lets drink drank and get drunk and get laid later' thingy, if you get what I mean. They were interesting to see. They were just unknowingly embarrassing themselves. Little kids trying to be cool and acting all-grown-up by smoking, drinking and hitting on people? Hence, clubbing rule #2: LOOK DUMB! WOOT!
Of course there are nothing wrong with the dancings and all. But what is with making out on the dance floor or touching almost every part of the body of the opposite gender or hitting on others on the dance floor? So that was what dancing in a club is like? All of those unnecessary actions? Ouh well. Maybe having the virgin-clubbing habit is making these hard to be accepted for me. But what I saw was like, ok, this couple (obviously) they were making out. After that they walked past me with the guy dragging the girl and the girl looked all high and 'worked-up'. 'WORKED-UP'! French kissing can do such a thing?! The same-gendered french kissing? It is not like I am going against it IF they are genuinely homos. But, heck! In their faces, it was obvious that they had only one purpose of doing it: GETTING ATTENTION! Gah! If you want attention so much, go and stand in the middle of the dance floor and start taking off your clothes, EASIER! Gosh! So this is what clubbing is about, huh. Clubbing rule #3: GRAB ATTENTION! QUICK! AND DESPERATELY!
Drinking? Ok, fine! Getting drunk and all will probably be the first in the clubbers-to-do-list. But drinking and wanting to add actions into it? Like drinking and letting the liquor drool and leak from the side of the mouth? Then wiping them off as though a heavy hard fight just ended? Why do you even want to drink it in the first place if you want to waste it like that? And NO it was not cool at all. From what I heard, you will not get drunk after just a few sips or one glass of liquor (but then again, I ain't liquor master. How would I know, right~). What is with the loud shouting and pretending to be drunk when you were obviously looking sane! Why do you even want to make yourself looking like an idiot anyway. But then again, the world is a more COLOURFUL place to be with UNIQUE and DIFFERENT people everywhere. Who am I to judge, right? Gosh, Christie, you are being a nonsensical prat. Right? Clubbing rule #4: LOOK DUMB! AGAIN!
Of course I have absolutely no right to criticise about the boomingly loud and deafening music which leaves you partially deaf and partly brain dead. What is clubbing without heart stomping music, right. But the deejays were cool of course. Knowing how to swing and change and control and work with music and making them smoothly flowing. Ouh and one part, if you want to check someone out, try working on the stare. Go practice using a mirror and check yourself out. Do not be the kind like standing in one spot and stare blankly with a 'doh~~~~~ uh~ doh?? uh? doh! doh!' look. It will not work. I repeat: IT WILL NOT WORK! Clubbing rule #5: CHECK THEM OUT!
And another thing. Was it written in the manual or the 'rules and regulations' or what-so-ever you call it. OUH! TRADITION! That smoking is a must INSIDE a closed-space club? And after that, blowing smoke into someone's face? Again, you did not look cool. You just look dumb for smoking inside. Get some real and true friends who can be straight-forward to you and tell you how stupid you look like then. Clubbing rule #6: INTO THEIR FACES THE SMOKE WILL GO! INTO YOUR FACE THEIR KNUCKLES WILL GO! RAH RAH!!
But, of course, there were others who just want to have fun and dance the night away in the club. Or just a little drink and chat the night away and looking at 'unbelievable' sights. Who would have thought in just an hour there were so many things can be seen and witnessed. Even on the dance floor, there were many many things to be seen. Ouh well. Those are my say. Go on! Do what you please to speak your speech. Prove me wrong if you must. *^^*
Some ending sentences: To you true clubbers, I apologize for all of these. But heck! I disclaimed it! WOOT! BRING IT ON!
Ok! Yup! Basically from the title, it is obvious what this post will be about. Of course I need to write something about this. How shall I put it. Ok. Lets put it this way. CHRISTIE IS NO LONGER A CLUBBING VIRGIN! Yes! SHE FINALLY STEPPED FOOT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A CLUB! Previously, this sentence was formed long ago even when I was a kid: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. This is what I formed after my first trip to the club: I DO NOT LIKE CLUBBING!. Go on. Try blinking and rubbing the eyes a few time. No, you are not seeing double. :) And yes! To some of you, you will probably be thinking "omg! It is her first time?". Ouh yes. Do not deny. I know people who thinks of clubbing as a next step to a higher level in life.
Hmmm~ Maybe this was not supposed to be how a real clubbing is like but the one I tried is definitely a put off and it is just adding to the point that I find clubbing a waste of time and money and everything else. I mean like, who created the fact that when clubbing, one needs to drink-drank-DRUNK, doing unnecessary stuff (go ahead, imagine!), smoking, looking absolutely spiffingly prosty-like and a wannabe-trying-too-hard to be cool and getting all high up. Well, I tried imagining what it will be like before going in. What I heard, which contributed to how I had imagined it to be, was pretty cool inside my head which I thought to myself "giving it a chance and a try won't hurt". Apparently, the imaginated picture shattered to pieces as soon as I stepped my foot in. So, clubbing rule #1: DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK AND MORE MORE MORE!
Of course there are a few decent people there, but, heck! Most of them were, ouh I do not know, trying too hard to impress maybe? I stood in a place, for almost half an hour, just to look around and explore. What is with the drinking-away-sorrow or come-to-me-but-damn-I-suck dances (where this fella was doing the cowboy roping on a girl and tried pulling her with that imaginary rope) or the I-am-giving-you-an-obviously-failing sexy killer stare or the I-have-no-$-to-buy-clothes-with-enough-clothing-materials-on or the 'lets drink drank and get drunk and get laid later' thingy, if you get what I mean. They were interesting to see. They were just unknowingly embarrassing themselves. Little kids trying to be cool and acting all-grown-up by smoking, drinking and hitting on people? Hence, clubbing rule #2: LOOK DUMB! WOOT!
Of course there are nothing wrong with the dancings and all. But what is with making out on the dance floor or touching almost every part of the body of the opposite gender or hitting on others on the dance floor? So that was what dancing in a club is like? All of those unnecessary actions? Ouh well. Maybe having the virgin-clubbing habit is making these hard to be accepted for me. But what I saw was like, ok, this couple (obviously) they were making out. After that they walked past me with the guy dragging the girl and the girl looked all high and 'worked-up'. 'WORKED-UP'! French kissing can do such a thing?! The same-gendered french kissing? It is not like I am going against it IF they are genuinely homos. But, heck! In their faces, it was obvious that they had only one purpose of doing it: GETTING ATTENTION! Gah! If you want attention so much, go and stand in the middle of the dance floor and start taking off your clothes, EASIER! Gosh! So this is what clubbing is about, huh. Clubbing rule #3: GRAB ATTENTION! QUICK! AND DESPERATELY!
Drinking? Ok, fine! Getting drunk and all will probably be the first in the clubbers-to-do-list. But drinking and wanting to add actions into it? Like drinking and letting the liquor drool and leak from the side of the mouth? Then wiping them off as though a heavy hard fight just ended? Why do you even want to drink it in the first place if you want to waste it like that? And NO it was not cool at all. From what I heard, you will not get drunk after just a few sips or one glass of liquor (but then again, I ain't liquor master. How would I know, right~). What is with the loud shouting and pretending to be drunk when you were obviously looking sane! Why do you even want to make yourself looking like an idiot anyway. But then again, the world is a more COLOURFUL place to be with UNIQUE and DIFFERENT people everywhere. Who am I to judge, right? Gosh, Christie, you are being a nonsensical prat. Right? Clubbing rule #4: LOOK DUMB! AGAIN!
Of course I have absolutely no right to criticise about the boomingly loud and deafening music which leaves you partially deaf and partly brain dead. What is clubbing without heart stomping music, right. But the deejays were cool of course. Knowing how to swing and change and control and work with music and making them smoothly flowing. Ouh and one part, if you want to check someone out, try working on the stare. Go practice using a mirror and check yourself out. Do not be the kind like standing in one spot and stare blankly with a 'doh~~~~~ uh~ doh?? uh? doh! doh!' look. It will not work. I repeat: IT WILL NOT WORK! Clubbing rule #5: CHECK THEM OUT!
And another thing. Was it written in the manual or the 'rules and regulations' or what-so-ever you call it. OUH! TRADITION! That smoking is a must INSIDE a closed-space club? And after that, blowing smoke into someone's face? Again, you did not look cool. You just look dumb for smoking inside. Get some real and true friends who can be straight-forward to you and tell you how stupid you look like then. Clubbing rule #6: INTO THEIR FACES THE SMOKE WILL GO! INTO YOUR FACE THEIR KNUCKLES WILL GO! RAH RAH!!
But, of course, there were others who just want to have fun and dance the night away in the club. Or just a little drink and chat the night away and looking at 'unbelievable' sights. Who would have thought in just an hour there were so many things can be seen and witnessed. Even on the dance floor, there were many many things to be seen. Ouh well. Those are my say. Go on! Do what you please to speak your speech. Prove me wrong if you must. *^^*
Some ending sentences: To you true clubbers, I apologize for all of these. But heck! I disclaimed it! WOOT! BRING IT ON!
