i realised on wednesday that i lost much inclination to club.

wrong crowd. or rather, too much crowd. i do not like, in fact i strongly dislike-- jostling my way through. trust me, a simple 'excuse me' wont do. wth, it cant even be heard! therefore i usually am stuck at a certain point at one point wondering how to squeeze through because im far too much of a gentleman to elbow my way through. till i get fed up and just bulldoze .

in short, i need my space.

and i like people, but not too many at once.

the clubbing experience, albeit after a long time was.. mediocre, save for some great moments with great company. (bessy if you're reading this *wave wave wink wink* hahahah)

but i really couldnt help but count down the minutes to k's picking me up. fresh air, ample space--i savour.

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ps: HL
i dunno whether to call you funny or cute or laugh at you. :) you text me, asked me to reply, but left no forwarding number!! so how to reply??