So I have not been going out lately.
Just about every weekend, the urge still emerges, usually because I am feeling good about my appearance and want to go flaunt my stuff.
I love having fun as well, very social, love to mingle.
Most people would blame it on the drunk people, for me however , it goes just a bit deeper then loathing intoxication.
At the end of the night(or in the morning) I find myself so grossly turned off by the majority of people that I meet when clubbing.
They are sexy ( in the dark for sure) drive nice cars (dont know how) but to my dismay, most turn out to be blatantly ignorant, dense and bitterly simple minded.
I have observed this so often that the thought of even attempting to converse with this whole scene of club hoppers completely diminishes my initial motivation for going out in the first place ...
Thats me by the way - secy chick in the middle summer 2007
**skinny bitch**
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