Just last nite, I stepped in my feet again to the world of
jep...ajep....ajep...jep....ajep...ajep.It was too long ago and I hardly cannot remember the last time I was there.
Maybe it's because I'm now residing in another city or it was just I don't really into clubbing.... but I used to say... "I prefer lounge..." to my friends who asked me why I'm not clubbing....and it's totally true.
I
DO prefer lounge, I love being exclusive, I love being classy... I love everything that only certain peopl
e can do or experience.... in a matter of fact,
I just LURVE being EXCLUSIVE... So last nite, it was like back into my early years.... when Hard Rock Cafe is a Lipstick (Jakartans must now about this...), when ladies night and 'I like Monday' were something better than winning a lottery ('tho we certainly need the lottery money for going to Hard Rock Cafe........).... But then I just realized, as I sipped on my Virgin Margarita (yes, it's a virgin... again, I don't really drink and club - I prefer those enchanting
Bordeaux Wines *rolled-eyes*), this is not my world, this is not even a place I want to be. I might be smoking the whole pack that night... but I inhaled the smokes as I wished I was in another place....
A Lounge.