Huahuahua.. How interesting does the title look? Really! Another day of exhausting clubbing. Loving it but I'm growing out of it. I remembered when I started going to clubs. I was 11 years old. The first club I ever went to was called bliss in KL. It was my brother's birthday! *phew* It was pretty nerve recking to get in. I thought they'll ask for my ID because at that current time I looked so young and I didn't know how to dress up. I was basically innocent larh. It was fun and I just dance the whole night. Everyone was praising me and got shocked as they found out my age. Soon after, I started going clubbing by myself. Without any guardian. I was happy that my parents trusted me and allowed me to do so.
But I had nothing to worry about. I know for a fact that I hate the taste of alcohol! It's disgusting! So, it's up to my parents whether they want to believe that I do or don't drink.
I went clubbing to day at Sugar. It's a new place in KL. The music was a KILLER!! It was really rocking the whole place up. As for me, as usual the first place I approached is the DANCE FLOOR!! I went to the club really late. I surprised everybody as I got there. So I joined some of them on the dance floor and started showing my moves and grooves. The music was just amazing. One of my friends were spinning, so I had a lot of fun.
Yesterday I went to Cynna bar, it was chun. The DJ asked for my number. I thought that it was really odd. All I know is that I dressed up really elegantly to Cynna last night and I got really pissed off because I couldn't shuffle in high heels!! But the DJ was pretty hot. I likee!!!!!
Today, I dressed up more like a gangster. It was chun. Got compliments!! Like a lot!!
The day has come to an end. A new morning has begun. I've cleaned up my room and I love the way it looks right now. I'll update more once I'm free. I need to get my bio clock right!!! Woooooowweee....
-dkm
