Absolute eloquence and sh*t

They stamped "PLA" on my wrist

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Yesterday I had the opportunity to go clubbing.

Awesome! Why not?
I've not been for almost 2 years (going for work events do not count) so I went.
I learnt a few important things.

1. If you are as majestic as I am, be prepared to be bombarded by bad bad pick up lines. amen. 

2. If your girlfriend is kissing every girl in the club and a few guys thrown in..
Wait, there's no but to this, grow some balls or borrow some from your girlfriend because she clearly has enough testosterone for 5 of you.

3. LOUD NOISES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4. If a girl tries to dance with you, please don't knee her in the crotch (i'm so so sorry)

5. Sydney people cannot shuffle.

6. A mid length dress is covering up WAAYYYY to much, I should've put on some coochie cutters and a bra top.

7. What used to just be music when I last went to clubs consistently is now considered old-skool. Yes, with a K.

8. Alcohol can be some sort of catalyst for paranoia.

9. Guys love dancing with other guys. This is truly a revelation! I've never seen such a happy sausage fest outside of Mardi Gras!

10. I can't do that thing where girls grind all the way to the floor and i'm too scared to. In case I throw my back out or something.

I'll have to do a proper update on how strangely fun this whole experience was for me.
I'm too old for this shit.

I also learnt that my cantonese is not as bad as I initially thought it was.
heh. whodathunkit.