I had fun, & enjoyed myself, but it's in terms of for-the-experience way. Dancefloor was PACKED TO THE BRIM. Not the typical crowded kind, but the no space to even take a step kind. The 11 of us were smack under the DJ booth and my back was against the wall of the booth the entire time. Thinking back, it was pretty amazing (and funny) how we even managed to dance.
We stepped out at 1am, but M and I went back in there at 2 plus. We got in via the re-entry queue within 10 minutes. (At least 1 and a half hours MY FOOT.)
Met up with Stella, her bf and company. You can never pay me enough to wind through a packed dancefloor ever again. For nothing somemore, KNS!
The last song ended at 4am sharp. Took the first train back, met up with R, J one of the guys to chat a little while before cabbing home with M.
P.S. I temporary changed my blog song. I didn't really like it when it was first released but after hearing it on the dancefloor I am SUPER addicted to it I tell you. Hee :>
Rant: Not our fault that you got bounced 3 times. You just had to drink alcohol underage? We all went out just because of you and wasted so much time when we could've been spending time inside Zouk. Go to another bar just for you? I don't think so. No thanks for all the drama. Gosh, thank goodness I'll probably never see you again. Ridiculous.
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