compromises
well, today marked my prom and i guess it was ok, didnt turn out as well as we had hoped cos of well...a few factors relating to the band and the lack of atmosphere. i guess prom was nice but kinda boring, but yea, managed to get photos of my time in acjc (realised i have none as of this point) and my autograph book signed by important people to me so i guess it was worth it.
then it was off to zouk to break my virgin clubbing cherry. you know what ive always said but not ever going to clubs cos i think the place is damn shitty and you cant really have fun? but tonight is prom night man, the night where everything goes crazy. so i went to zouk. and i ....well, lets just say its not up my alley at all. felt like a fish out of water and in boiling hot oil in a stir fry pan.
firstly, lets just say that in singaporean clubs, the girls are kinda picky. yea well, im not that good looking, neither am i that tall or well known so its pretty hard to get people to dance with. ended up dancing with my class girls which is like dancing with your sister haha. think i freaked out one of my classmates cos i held her waists. i mean, if u dunno howto dance and you need ppl to show you, the most natural thing is to hold their waists right? haha guess im quite new to this whole thing. apologies to her if she felt like....violated or something i dunno.
so most of the time, i ended up dancing with guys, which is all well and good and fun but it gets kinda sian after a very long time, like say 1 hour of dancing with the person of the same sex, unless youre a homo i doubt ud get lots out of it.
it might be different for the girls but for the guys i can say that a large part of clubbing is to do with....well, the fulfillment of sexual desires. ok, im gonna get lots of flak for saying this but yea, what else does a guy go to a club for? to drink? they can do that in their own house with their mates and over a soccer game. to dance? i mean theyve gotta dance for someone right?
maybe another part of the whole letdown was that i envisioned zouk in my minds eye to be a classy, dimly lit place with rNb sounds and people chilling out and talking. instead, it turned out to be a dimly lit place with majorly loud sounds and thumping beats that will either turn you on or give you a major headache. you cant hear yourself speaka dn you have to shout like all the time, which is hell on your throat. there was ringing in my ears after the music stopped and hell on my throats. nicely done.
also, for some reason my libido went off on holiday. so many hot girls around me but i just wasnt turned on. must be the cigarette smoke working on my system. not very resistant to that yet, but i guess NS will prove a vital training ground. also, i think there must be a certain art to sliming people but i havent foun out what that is yet. you must be of a certain bastard calibre to slime properly and im afraid i respect girls too much, to my detriment, and was unable to derive any male-testosterone fuelled pleasure from this activity.
its like, i was with my friend and he grabbed like 14 asses (yes we were counting) and the funny part was that since his back was towards the girls, they all ended up thinking it was me. so i was a bit amused and a bit embarassed. but yea, i think they also knew stuff like this would happen la. i also think i have a very dead and sian like gaze. its like the moral equivalent of the evil eye or something cos when i look at someone they will be inevitably forced to look away. its happened like this all my life. i suppose my gaze is a little intense so i look like im gonna beat someone up or something. rest assured thats not the case.
heh, but not all is gloom and doom. managed to dance with a girl i fancied and she was well, ambivalent haha. i mean, she was ok with the physical contact and all but i kinda got the feeling that she would rather be somewhere else. i blame it on my lack of rhythm and lack of know how in terms of proper...progression? hmm yea but she still made my day cos shes the most polite person ive danced with . how many girls would dance with you for like about 30 minutes without saying you suck or just moving off somewhere. yea well, you gotta take some light from whatever darkness surrounds u in the club haha.
all in all an enriching experience. hmm, ive always wondered what it would be like. now that i have gone, well, lets just say that i wunt be going back that soon haha, will stick to soccer and mma like im used to, unless of course theres another compelling reason.
yea, i guess there will be one when NS comes along.
then it was off to zouk to break my virgin clubbing cherry. you know what ive always said but not ever going to clubs cos i think the place is damn shitty and you cant really have fun? but tonight is prom night man, the night where everything goes crazy. so i went to zouk. and i ....well, lets just say its not up my alley at all. felt like a fish out of water and in boiling hot oil in a stir fry pan.
firstly, lets just say that in singaporean clubs, the girls are kinda picky. yea well, im not that good looking, neither am i that tall or well known so its pretty hard to get people to dance with. ended up dancing with my class girls which is like dancing with your sister haha. think i freaked out one of my classmates cos i held her waists. i mean, if u dunno howto dance and you need ppl to show you, the most natural thing is to hold their waists right? haha guess im quite new to this whole thing. apologies to her if she felt like....violated or something i dunno.
so most of the time, i ended up dancing with guys, which is all well and good and fun but it gets kinda sian after a very long time, like say 1 hour of dancing with the person of the same sex, unless youre a homo i doubt ud get lots out of it.
it might be different for the girls but for the guys i can say that a large part of clubbing is to do with....well, the fulfillment of sexual desires. ok, im gonna get lots of flak for saying this but yea, what else does a guy go to a club for? to drink? they can do that in their own house with their mates and over a soccer game. to dance? i mean theyve gotta dance for someone right?
maybe another part of the whole letdown was that i envisioned zouk in my minds eye to be a classy, dimly lit place with rNb sounds and people chilling out and talking. instead, it turned out to be a dimly lit place with majorly loud sounds and thumping beats that will either turn you on or give you a major headache. you cant hear yourself speaka dn you have to shout like all the time, which is hell on your throat. there was ringing in my ears after the music stopped and hell on my throats. nicely done.
also, for some reason my libido went off on holiday. so many hot girls around me but i just wasnt turned on. must be the cigarette smoke working on my system. not very resistant to that yet, but i guess NS will prove a vital training ground. also, i think there must be a certain art to sliming people but i havent foun out what that is yet. you must be of a certain bastard calibre to slime properly and im afraid i respect girls too much, to my detriment, and was unable to derive any male-testosterone fuelled pleasure from this activity.
its like, i was with my friend and he grabbed like 14 asses (yes we were counting) and the funny part was that since his back was towards the girls, they all ended up thinking it was me. so i was a bit amused and a bit embarassed. but yea, i think they also knew stuff like this would happen la. i also think i have a very dead and sian like gaze. its like the moral equivalent of the evil eye or something cos when i look at someone they will be inevitably forced to look away. its happened like this all my life. i suppose my gaze is a little intense so i look like im gonna beat someone up or something. rest assured thats not the case.
heh, but not all is gloom and doom. managed to dance with a girl i fancied and she was well, ambivalent haha. i mean, she was ok with the physical contact and all but i kinda got the feeling that she would rather be somewhere else. i blame it on my lack of rhythm and lack of know how in terms of proper...progression? hmm yea but she still made my day cos shes the most polite person ive danced with . how many girls would dance with you for like about 30 minutes without saying you suck or just moving off somewhere. yea well, you gotta take some light from whatever darkness surrounds u in the club haha.
all in all an enriching experience. hmm, ive always wondered what it would be like. now that i have gone, well, lets just say that i wunt be going back that soon haha, will stick to soccer and mma like im used to, unless of course theres another compelling reason.
yea, i guess there will be one when NS comes along.
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