Went to meet W.H. after that near his place, but I was "too high" to hold a conversation with him, so I cabbed home.
Went cycling this afternoon at East Coast Park with my L.U. mates. Had dinner at the food centre, and Strawberry Mousse cake melted by the sun!
We cycled for 2 hours, where we got drenched by the passing shower and dried by the blazing sun. Rinse and Repeat cycle TWICE.
I just realised that I'm SUN BURNT! LOL.
I really need a tan!
Rushed home, showered, changed, and headed down to Bras Basar to meet Feonna, and then it was to Double O for a dance event by Fitness First.
Ughs, it was so FILLED with AUNTIES, the good music couldn't lift my mood up at ALL.
Saw the same uncle who danced with June, last year, when I went there. LOL. He was holding onto the bar counter and dancing alone, while the AUNTIES SCREECHED.
Over heard a gaggle of them comment on how CUTE the UNCLE was. *PUKE*
Granted, he was EXTREMELY FIT, and if he were younger, many young girls would FLOCK to him, but at his AGE, I felt, he was OUT OF PLACE.
This is the second time I've entered Double O, and it sure as hell cemented my opinion of that club.
IT SUCKS.
It used to be fun at the Old Place. Now it just SUCKS.
We had no choice but to RUN HOME when the event ended and the crowd deteriorated into an Indian Dance club cum Senior Citizen Club.
He sent me home, and all I felt when I saw him, was ANGER.
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