Another twin Double O visit, last night and tonight.
I'm starting to feel like clubbing fer me is like remedy fer loneliness but it turns out the result amplifies upon this execution.
Day one was pretty bad due to the fact that I got turned down quite a few times... *sniff* Officially self-conscious now. I'm so not pick-up material. -_-
Day two almost got me into a fight. Apparently, thanks to Mr. Low Eng Chye, our little dance group pulled me into a confrontation with someone who thought I was hitting on "his girl". Thank goodness he didn't tear my shirt. Hahaha.
PS: Fer your information, dear non-clubbers, Double O is like heaven for trigger-happy handcuffing cops.
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