First Ouch, Second Bores

The first time I went clubbing, it was at Zouk. Reason being, I just wanted to piss an ex-boyfriend off but to my horror, not only he wasn't pissed, he couldn't give a damn at the first place.

I ended up with ciggie stench all over me. I was dancing with a guy all the time but I couldn't even remember his name or face.

I have my second night out at the age of 25. It's in Penang this time. There was lesser ciggie stench but my ear drums sorta hurt a little. Still, except for the company of friends, I don't find any fun in there.

Was dying for a seafood buffet but it was full by the time I got there. It's the second time I walked out of the hotel without having my buffet. Instead of my fresh oyster, I had mee goreng for dinner. *sobs* Dressed so nice, just to dine at the mamak... *whimpers*

Never mind, I'm seriously thinking of another way to put on some weight tomorrow. I think I can begin with some home cooked tong sui.