I haven't been here in a while I realized.
This empty little space can be really tempting some days, but lately, it's just been a void. A blank white square, dotted with little button full of functions but not really commanding any inspiration.
Lackadaisical.
Work in college has been slowly amounting. I'm glad I notice it increasing. Had I been as ignorant as I was in my earlier semesters, trivial assignments would've just been brushed away. Along with 2% of my grade. Not anymore though!
Anyway, spent last night in Zouk KL to Gareth Emery. I had no idea who the man was up until last night. Apparently, he's one of UK's best DJ's and he was in the house. Yuan Wei seemed to have a blast. The one and only time I'd see him dance so much in a club haha.
Met a couple of his friends and they were really pure entertainment :)
Earlier in the night was pretty scary for me though because the bouncer didn't let me in. I didn't meet the age requirement. I got kinda worried and honestly, very very crestfallen. I was so prepared to have fun! And everyone else could get in except me. What a joke. Luckily, Yuan Wei told me to try another entry and I easily went pass and got in.
Couldn't help but give a little scream!
The music was new to me but I loved it. It's hard to find the right words to describe because I've never been in a room filled to it's sounds before. I've heard traces of it in club mixes and friend's cars but to be entertained with it purely; raw, is a whole experience. I do like it.
By the end of the night, we were tired, sweaty and some of us, barely making sense of what was going on. I sat in the corner of our table, against the rough fabric of the sofa and watched the crowd with their hands swaying in the air, watched the lights, in sync with the music and the occasional gush of smoke that stirred up the entire crowd. People just lose themselves like that.
Did I notice the person sitting right next to me? Of course. The conversation on trivial, social matters earlier in the evening was still fresh in my head. We had talked, but it was small talk about the little things in our lives. Sorta like playing a guessing game. We'd give out information about ourselves but in shades, leaving the other to piece the puzzles together, as if being elusive was the most charming thing to do at that time.
I guess to a certain extent it was. I liked the nature of it all. Small giggles and brushes against one another. Unfortunately, I was dense. I could piece puzzles together, that I've tried before. But completing the picture? Putting in that final piece? I've never done that. I was uncertain though it was blatantly staring at me right in the face.
So within a second, I was sitting alone, fiddling with the loose thread that was hanging at the hem of my shirt Oh great, I'm unraveling and back to people watching.
So did I notice him? Of course. It took this huge amount of inner power for me to stop glancing over. Did he know I was glancing over? I have no clue. But we both sat in this awkwardness, a heavy cloud of silence draping over our bodies.
I was the first to walk out the door when we decided to leave, secretly cursing myself for my sheer stupidity. I couldn't meet his eye after that and though I felt he tried, our goodbyes were made as non-nonchalantly as possible.
There's my Friday night. I wonder what should I do today?