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Saturday, August 06, 2005

It has been eons since I last went clubbing/partying (...the recent "ISH magazine 6th anniversary party" @ Rouge doesn't count though).

I wondered if its the age or perhaps due to the "nightlife burn-out" syndrome. I guess maybe it's time I relinquish the title - "clubbing queen" which some of my friends have "bestowed" on me, to someone younger & full of energy

Yes, I used to club almost every week, from Zouk/Phuture to Liquid Room or underground parties & events. From getting pissed drunk (which I would end up either crying or getting hyper - cuz alcohol makes you either depressed or trigger-hippy-happy high), sleeping on the concrete road, getting all wobbly to getting spasms! (my friends & I still think the bartender must have spiked my drink on the latter...haha).

But now, I think it takes more than just good music & company to get my ass down to clubs. The mind is willing but the body is weak.

Funny thing is, our friends who used to party together has also mellowed down & so does our music preferences which has progresses. I think it must be the AGE.

Anyway, next Sat, Kyoto Jazz Massive is spinning @ Phuture & I would really like to go (but I wonder if my body is willing).

(p/s - I hate working on Sat, though it's a five & a half-day alternative Sats. It's a complete waste of time. Which is why I am writting this blog now....cuz why would anyone want to do real work on a Sat. And if only I don't have to work on Sat, perhaps I can sleep in late....then I would have the "conserved" energy to party & not blame it on age.....haha, as if).