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So I just had possibly the most awkward clubbing experience ever. Ever. I don't want to relive it by typing everything down, but just as a reminder to myself in the future if I ever go clubbing again:

1) Don't go sober, especially when on the MRT because that's when you really notice people are staring at you. Also, don't go sober because everything is more annoying - the jostling, stepping on you, inability to make conversation - aih.

2) Go with sister and friends; don't go with sister's awkward friend or meet some random person there. Right.

3) If going to Luxy, go on Thursday night. Any other night, less alcohol, more people.

4) Should really try out some other venue (besides Room 18 and Luxy); maybe like Primo (still haven't gotten around to it yet) or Plush (which we always say we should go to but never do).

5) TRUST your instincts. If the night starts out weird, awkward, not fun, then take it as a sign. Cancel plans, immediately.

Reminders, reminders. And if I EVER want to meet up with a random guy I met at a club the week before, tell me NO. Remind me of this night. I must remember this awkwardness. Must learn from my mistake!!!!

Although, I did get a hug at the end, so it was all good. :P Yes, I am a flower idiot, and yes, he is way cute.

The End.

i went to luxy and met this beat box dfoode

AND I REALLI NEED TO PEE.

the end.



.... And the next day after I've sobered up ....

So yes, we went clubbing last night (last time! I swear!) and boy was it empty. I guess no one wants to go clubbing on a Thursday, which is weird because back in the States Thursdays were the party nights. Anyway, it was good for us, even though a tad awkward in the beginning. But after you loosen up a bit with some alcohol in your system, the floor is yours! You can totally dance and not worry about whacking into people, except your own friends of course. :P So fun! And also, because there's so little people on Thursday night, I guess they try to get more people to go by offering 6 free drinks. SIX. That's the most I've ever seen. Dang, if I'd known this earlier, I'd totally go more often on a Thursday (provided I'm not working). Next summer, HEH HEH HEH.

Anyway, so although it was empty, it was kinda eventful too. After dancing for a few minutues (like 20), these two chicks approached Felicia and told her they were PRs for Luxy and wanted to offer us free drinks. So we went to the bar with them and realized it was a scam (kinda)! It was this guy who wanted to buy us drinks, but I think he just really wanted to hit on Jenny. But Jenny was kinda already unsteady on her feet (low alkie tolerance), so somehow we managed to get away. Phew! But that was kinda sketchy. After we got away, we noticed that the two girls had brought another girl over. Ehhhh. Weird.

So then we danced danced danced some more and the Luxy girls came on to dance and tried to get us to go up, but we declined. Then these Asian rappers from NY (or one of them was, forgot where the other two are from) started rapping. 'Twas interesting.

Then there was a surprise visit by the cops. It was interesting when the lights went up. You could see the peoples! And some guys were chatting it up with the cops. Haha. It's always fun to have a surprise visit by the cops, especially on a Thursday night when no one's ... really ... there ........ But yah, because of the visit, we got free beers from the bartender. Yay nice bartender.

Then we danced some more and realized it was getting late so then we left and went to Seven to get some fluids and instant noodle for Felicia. We were sitting outside Seven eating when one of the guys who was hanging outside started talking to us. He purported to be a promoter for Luxy, but we were kinda skeptical after the little wooha that happened inside. Although, as an after thought, it could be true because he seemed to know a lot of people in that area and was telling us about upcoming events (MIMS anybody? He'll be at Luxy on the 23rd I think. This is why I'm hot. I'm hot coz I'm fly, you ain't coz you're not!)

Anyway, then this guy comes along, and Mr. Luxy Promoter (I don't think we got his name) introduced him as one of Taiwan's best beatboxers. He did a little demo, and he was pretty good, I think. Ah, the memory's all muddled. I just remember thinking it was good. Mr. Luxy Promoter and friends left, leaving the poor guy to eat his sushi(?) alone. And I was like, hmmm, I wanna take a picture with him (coz he cute yo!). And we did, after my sister's like, 先生! 可以跟你照相嗎? (叫的還真老啊) So yes, there are pictures. But not on my camera as I did not bring it, so Felicia, don't forget to upload them!

So after picture taking (in which I look totally drunk and round and UGH - not good), us gaggle of girls (heh) just chatted with him. Turns out he's our age, had a girlfriend who was 32 (how did we get on that topic? Well, when h3e was trying to figure out our ages, we were like, ehhhh, we're kinda old, and he said we couldn't be older than his ex who was 32 .... and we were like, you'd be totally right!) ... I feel like we gleaned more information from him, but now I can't remember. And then I got his msn! hah, I wish I were as daring and bold when sober ... SIGH.

BUT. While I was getting his msn, these two (three?) foreigners who we'd saw at the club approached us and tried to hit on my sister. My sister went into Seven to throw away trash and one of them (the German) went in and wouldn't let her come back out! He was standing super close to her, too. Thankfully Felicia saw and was like, YOUR SISTER! and rushed in and saved the day. Phew, thanks Felish! But those two guys were weird. They thought we were trying to get guys because we went clubbing, even though we seriously just went to the club to dance. Why is that so hard to believe? Eh, sketchtastic man. Sketch.

So then we basically got outta there. The nice beatboxer doode (name's Lada) offered to give us a ride home, but we were like, eh, we live in different places far away. So nice though! Then I came home and passed out and woke up hungover like no other. I am never mixing alcohols again. Just sticking to hard liquor or beer, but not both. It's a bad idea ... I didn't even drink that much but I felt like serious POOPOO today. Sigh.

Anyway, the question now is, should I add Mr. Beatboxer doode to MSN? Now that I'm sober, it would just seem kinda weird to add him. I mean, what would I say? Or should I just add and not message him?

Watcha guys think?!

I just discovered these little programs that run on Adobe Air. It apparently doesn't take too much power to use, so you can just leave them on the "desktop" running. Very nice. I have one for Twitter and another one for digg. :) Now I don't have to go to their respective websites to read stuffs or to update. Yay!

Anyway, moving on, this past weekend was another clubbing experience. We were supposed to go to Luxy with a whole mess of people (friends of friends of friends, etc.). The whole mess of people showed up, but the table did not. Apparently they sent the confirmation text to the wrong number, so we ended up not being able to confirm our want, no need, for a table. Which means, yup, they gave our table away. We were table-less! Which kinda sucked because there was like 20(?) of us and getting a table would've been more worth it than paying cover. Anyway, the PR person said there was another smaller table that they could give us, but that ended up being a no-go because there was a leak or something, so they weren't allowing anyone to sit there. RAWR! As my sister said, it's weird. They mess up but they're not really doing anything to make up for it. I said it's because they probably don't care about us as it was all the tables are booked, and there was somewhat a line of people paying cover to get in. Not missing out on much if we don't get in, I guess.

We were going to just go in anyway since we were all there, but then one of the persons in the group knew people in another club, Hips, where we could definitely get a table big enough (sorta) to fit us all. So we took the cab there and saw that it was "The only Latin club in Taipei," which worried a couple of us since we weren't really in the mood to dance to Latin music. But then we found out that it was all you can drink for 400 nt for girls (300 if you show your bellay!). I figured, eh, the other option is to go back to Luxy and pay 600+ to get in, so, we go! And it ended up being pretty fun. Apparently they only play Latin music on Fridays or something, so the music ended up being all the mainstream hip hop and pop songs.

All you can drink is bad, though. Bad when your self control is so ... diminished already. There were lots of drunk people towards the end of the night, drunk to the point they were throwing up ... all over the place. And people were passed out at their tables. The floors were disgusting. Mmyaaaaah. Now that I think ab it, *grossed out* not too sure if I'd want to go back there.

There were lots of SKETCHY guys there. When we first went in, there was a circle of guys standing around the dance floor with no one on the dance floor. I'm not entirely sure what they were looking at as there was no one on the dance floor, but then a couple of girls from our group started dancing and you could just see them watching and ... yah, I dont want to know what they were thinking. There was also a lot of guy on guy action. Hah! There was a pole in the middle of the dance floor and a group of guys were going crazy on there ... including taking off their shirts o__O Oh my! My eyes! :P And then there was a "dancing" competition for girls, of course, where basically they just wanted to see the girls take of some articles of clothing. Blech. That was dumb. I mean, the prize was 2000nt, was it worth it? Thankfully our friend had the brains to not take off any articles of clothing. However, cannot say the same for the other two girls .... |||O

One exchange I found particularly interesting occurred when we were at the bar waiting for our drinks:

Middle Age-ish white guy: 你很帥 幾歲啊? (You're handsome, how old are you?)
Super young looking asian guy: 我十七歲 (I'm 17)

.......... Ahhhh, talk about sketch!!! Dunno what happened after that as we left the bar. But I was like, wow. Just wow.

Anyway, it was an interesting night that started off not so great. But we did end up having fun. Well, I did. Not too sure if my sister did. Meh. The end!

Meh, I hate how the day after clubbing my voice always drops an octave. Ok, that's an exaggeration, but I do sound even more like a man. Too much screaming along with songs I guess.

Anyway, so we went to Room 18 because one of our friends from HK was visiting for the weekend, and he'd gotten a table there. Going there this time just reinforced my dislike of Room 18 (when compared to Luxy). When we got there, there was no line if you were buying a ticket to get in, but there was a freaking long line if you had a reservation. Eh what? Then what's the point of the reservation if you still have to wait in line? Opposite of Luxy. The last time we had a table there, there was no line for the table, but there was a line if you were buying a ticket to get in. That makes more sense, right? I think so.

Then there's the music. I remember the last time we went we didn't have as much fun because the music kinda .. sucked. This time it improved a littttle bit, but still not that great. Definitely prefer the music at Luxy even though a lot of it is repetitive (well, it would be if you went there three times in a month, I guess). At least they played Prince and Guns and Roses and ... yah, not just hip hop the whole night through.

And lastly, the space at Room 18 is just way too small and cramped (in the hip hop room). I don't mind it being a little bit squishy because that just gives it more of a clubbing feel, but with so many bodies packed together it just got way too hot. Towards the end I was itching because my allergy to sweat was acting up. That shows how much I sweated, right? And I was wearing a halter with my hair tied up! Iono, never had a problem like that at Luxy. I think it's because the ceiling at Room 18 is so low, so that gives it an even cramper feel. Blech.

The only good thing about Room 18, though, is that when you have a table, they give you Grey Goose! Yum. Grey Goose is probably the only vodka I like and can take shots with without feeling like throwing up. :P So, drank a lot of that last night.

Besides all the negative things about Room 18, it was still a decent and fun night. I mean, clubbing is about dancing right? For me at least. Although my goal of getting smashed wasn't really achieved, I still got drunk enough that I fell on my butt when trying to get down the stairs to the dance floor. Embarrassing. Thank God I wasn't sober enough to really feel the embarrassment. It was good to see Watson and actually see him dance. He's such a good dancer!! Sigh. 超會扭的! But next time, it's either going to be Luxy or another new club that we haven't been to (Plush or Primo). I don't really think I want to go to Room 18 anymore. It's also a lot farther from our apartment.