I haven’t been in the club scene for almost 7 months. During those months, my weekends just meant: 1) hibernation 2) DVD marathon 3) pig-out days 4) chillin’ at the mall. There were times when my friends and I would really plan a great Saturday night-out. But nothing ever materialized – we simply can’t ignore the call of sleep and the magnetic appeal of comfy beds. And we blame one another the Monday after for wasting a supposedly fun Sabado night.
This was the case until 4 weeks back. An Indian friend came into the picture and the past weekends were gimmick nights. We were like taken out of our shells, like we were in our early 20’s ready to rule the world. We were the restless yuppies again – dancing like crazy and drinking like there’s no tomorrow. It was hilariously a blast.
Since I am back in the bar scene (wow!), I got a glimpse of how “mature” adults misbehave in clubs. I’ve witnessed uncalled for situations that every decent individual shouldn’t be in while/after enjoying a party with friends:
- A girls’ night-out and everyone gets wasted (no one to watch over you)
- Drinking shots of tequila that were never yours in the first place (hey, they were just placed on our table, ok?)
- Having small talks with people you barely even knew (and when you’re sober, you’re a super snob)
- Pimping friends (and your friend is totally oblivious about it).
- Ordering blue drinks and blabbering to strangers with a blue mouth (haha!)
- Puking and making frequent bathroom visits
- Drunk dialing and drunk texting guys who are obviously so not into you.
- Physically hurting friends (slapping, punching) when you’re intoxicated.
- Sitting like screw-ups outside the bar, looking very catatonic because of the booze.
- Getting chummy with someone you avoided before because you’re tipsy (hugging and dancing with him even).
- Having hot steamy night (or dawn?) with an old flame to cap the Saturday night. (and regretting it the day after).
- Sleeping in the middle of the deed. (hey, you’re really that drunk huh?).
- Literally hugging the toilet bowl to vomit, having the worst headache of your life and swearing not to have even a drop of alcohol again, ever!
- Dancing with an “ex” to the tune of 80s music and literally getting hooked on you (hint: don’t get too close again. Better yet, don’t wear too many bangles).
- Forgetting to pay your bill (otherwise, the group who gets to occupy your table will be forced to pay for it).
- Stalking an old crush and finding ways to finally talk to him again.
- Making out at the bar (get a room!)
- Dancing in a bad, ugly crowd for the sake of a friend who’s having a great time with the new guy.
- Boyfriend spying on you – getting paranoid on what you’re up to these past few weeks.
- Carbo loading right after the gimmick (you’ll get fat eventually and goodbye to those clingy, daring tops).
- Believing a person you met at the bar is the kind of guy you’d bring home to mom. (Hello, dream on! You won’t meet a serious one in a bar).
I’ve witnessed so many things these past weeks to last me a lifetime. I’ve had enough dealing with strangers for now. So it’s best I take a hiatus again and go back to the couch potato life. Next two weekends will be spent in Manila. Time to get connected again with family and friends.
