VAUNT @ MoS last night was a blast. The whole world was there. But the best surprise was that I met Mas & company! Miss the girls so effing much. Made quite a lot of new friends. And yes, we bumped into Paul Twohill, not exactly cute, but still pretty cool. Initially I was with Imran and people, but being boys, they started grinding girls so I decided to join Mas and company, together with Mel, Russell and gang.
WE DANCED FOR SIX FECKING HOURS. But I stole a break with Egan in-between. And then we hit the dance floor again, or rather, the platform heh. My sexy mamas could soo drop it like it`s hot! Hmmm anyway I think dancing really closely with the opposite sex is alright, but GRINDING, to me, is a little extreme, although everyone on the dance floor was doing it. I`m just not comfortable with the idea of gyrating your ass against a guy`s ahem. It`s like sex, but with your clothes on. Blah!
So you can imagine how terrified I felt when a couple guys tried to grind me. They grabbed my hips and pulled me close to them while swaying to the music like it`s the most normal thing in the world. I`m like WTFFFF. HANDS OFF! NOWWW! URGH. But I didn`t wanna create a fuss because obviously, all the other girls didn`t have a problem with it. So I did danced with them without kicking them in the nuts lol, but with a distance of 3 feet.
But hey, I`m okay with girl-to-girl grinding, since you know, we have the same body parts and all. So there was quite a bit of that haha. I did the first ever slow-dance in my life that night, with Egan. I felt weird and awkward; like an adolescent kid. It got so bad I couldn`t even look at him while we rocked in slow motion. Lol yes yes go on and laugh at me.
Well the party ended pretty damn late, about 5am? We lepak-ed until 6 plus in order to save on cab fare. I reached home at about seven, with dad greeting me right at the door. Apparently, he was getting ready to go to work. It wasn`t exactly pleasant since I don`t usually come home that late and what was worse was that I smelled of smoke, cigarettes and booze. So yeah you guessed it, received quite a earful from him.
AH. TWO more days before I fly off to the UK and my packing list is still so messy. Should I bring cardigans or jackets? Jeans or skirts? Sneakers or Maryjanes? Is 300 pounds enough, or should I bring more?
Well all that can wait till tomorrow because I am awfully TIRED right now. I came back this morning and slept for about 3 hours before going out again. Came back not long ago, and here I am, all in. I`m gonna hit the sack for some much-needed rest. Night y`all.
10:30 PM