My day - Last Nite

Okay. My day. This was a tough one. How do you put an entire day in one blog post? I will have to take away all the fun descriptive stuff and just go for the bite. Rawhr!

Haha okay, so I was planning on getting up fairly early (meaning 12.30-ish) and I ended up waking up around 14.00. Failed attempt! Next up was going to my mother's neighbourhood to pick up a parcel containing my "grown-up" cash card. Yesterday I also used it for the first time! I feel so mature!

I came home and ate some dinner with my brother, and shortly after left to meet with a friend on the tube. We were headed to a karaoke pub to meet up some friends. The place was however crowded and we left it around midnight I think. Some people sang Last Nite by the Strokes which was like. Respeeect! Iffie and I sat shouting along to it by the bar, it's soo good!

Last Nite - the Strokes (Karaoke Version)

Last Nite - the Strokes (Actual Version)

Well, we left to go to this indie club; Baba Sonic, the queue was soo long that none of us felt triggered to stand there waiting to get in so we walked around in the snow for a while trying to find someplace else to go and my shoes were slowly but surely filled with water.

C, A and I left the guys at McDonald's and went so seek luck at another club with higher age limit. Again, the place was so crowded, that the original law of "pretty girls" didn't work on the guards. Finally, we ended up at a latino club; Mango Bar. We got to dance some, and that felt really nice! There were 2, and only 2 good looking figures at that place. One of which I danced with. But damn, was he bad at dancing! Quite off turning! Guys!      Learn to dance if you're going out, because a pretty face won't do! I also bumped into my DJ cousin and another familiar figure. Where else would they be on a wednesday night when this place was obviously quite vibrant and quite latino!

Wow, I can see how anyone reading this would be yawning by now. I can assure you I am almost finished now! Finally we left for the tube and whilst waiting for the right one to come C and I acquired the quote of the day by some random stranger. He asked whether I knew a pair of guys who saluted me and I said;

 -Yes, they're my homeboys (Total lie, I didn't know them for shit)

- Oh, so you live with them?

Dopehead!



Well, finally, we got on the subway and a pair of guys started talking to us. As C left pretty early I was left alone with these people and it showed out they were actually really agreables. Lyckad dag!