Alright, thus far through the December vacations, I have started to move over to my new house bit by bit. I am still adapting, and by adapting, I mean living with it but hating it. I dislike change, especially major changes.
Remember how I said reformatting my computer is like rebuilding my life?
Now I am literally doing the deed. It sucks to be me.
Next year, I'll be starting school in a totally new environment, living in a totally new house with totally new housemates(for the better). But one thing is for sure, my liberty is compromised. To what extent, I can't tell now, not at this point of time, but once I start living life in the new house, I have to change.
Everything.
Curb my attitude, quit my cussing, be more responsible and independent, learn to live a more christian life, less clubbing. I hardly club, I am not a fan anyway. I just think it's hilarious to see guys in cheap fashion swaying on the bartops, intoxicated and wasted.
Yes, it is funny if you actually watch.
A couple of nights ago, I went down to ChinaBlack. The 'door bitch', or so Jiawen puts it, was being nice. It was uncanny that the ID wasn't mine but she still allowed me access. Wham bam green eggs and ham, the bouncers 'bounced' quite a number of people and denied access. They gave Jiawen and co. trouble and the police was called down. Andrea and I 'escaped' and spent the whole night and dawn with Chanel, Cat, Darius and Glenna. About 2am, undercover cops came in a police detention van and raided ChinaBlack for some reason. Heard it was for drug abuse and underaged drinkers?
See, clubbing is dumb. For a short moment of being 'cool', you risk getting arrested, pregnant, drunk, raped, assaulted, molested, cheated...
OH YEAH! I just remembered. After ChinaBlack, our group headed down to IndoChine. A trans was at work! She/he was boogeying in the middle of the streets, humping walls, and targetting the half-sober teenage guys outside the club.
This conversation was heard and watched:
Trans to Ryan: I like you! You got style!
Ryan, who was literally running away from her/him: I don't like you!
Trans: One day I will suck your cock!
Ryan: My cock too big for you!
Trans: I will suck your cock!
And all the other wasted males in earshot yelled out slurred sentences containing at least one 'Cock' or 'Fuck'. Amazing how alcohol can turn a testosterone-filled teenage male into worthless pile of wasted trash who can't stop stumbling away from a transexual who wasn't even chasing them. That night, The street outside Wisma Atria was a home to drunk cowards.
