Yesterday..
while with my classmates of E25B at the MOS celebrating Dickson's Bdae..
i had 4 shots of liqour mixed up redbull..
my sisters and the guys invited me to go dancing with them..
at first i was quite awkward as this was the first time i went clubbing with chinese friends..
the others times i went clubbing, i was with malays, indians, sri lankans and even mayamans..
plus there was girls which previously i had not dance with at all..
note1* anson is quite not immusied by girls as he is a nerd and no real sister. noob me.
after a while, i can feel the liquor kicking in and i was dancing more naturally..
i was isolating myself as well as the guys were looking for girls but i was more concern about the dancing experience..
suddenly i realised that there was 6 ladies whom came 2 by 2 to dance near my area..
i was astonished but i kept on doing my stuffs and i turned to face them.. >.<
i did not buai them, if any touch happen, blame the space.. ( read note1*)
i was thinking, they came to me or am i just happen to be there..
well are a friends teached me..
look at them, if they smile, you got chance..
and i did.. i looked at them.. i CANT see..
my specs was in my pockets.. LOLZ..
so i just continued and the guys around them just do what they were coming to do..
buai the girls..
note2* if you tnk anson go club to buai girls, you tnk too lowly of me >.<
after a long time.. the girls were further away but there was a pair which i follow and i did a small test..
i dance facing one of their back but no buai.. (read note2*)
i danced behind them but no buai..
they looked at me and started to type on their hp..
i was tnking they mux be wondering why i was grinding..
they were smiling and i was still looking and dancing..
but i didnt mak a move..
noob me.. haha.. just didnt wan to..
my closer friends will noe why..
well its nice being buai by girls.. lolz.. this is abit truely.. for almost all guys..
althru im half half.. lolz.. im still half a guy who gets arouse..
But well..
at the end if the day..
I enjoyed the nite..
