TGIF! Oh wait.. it's kinda over.. I had a good time though.
After work, I went to Mr Limbo's office to cheer him up (and also to show him how dressed up I was lol) before I went for a night out.
I went to a social gathering with a fairly new friend. It was okay, felt a little bit left out because most of the people there were from the same uni as my friend doing postgrad degrees. I think an Indonesian guy was trying to pick me up, though he's too goodie and conservative to make it. My god brother came along with 2 of his guy friends. One of them was D, I had a crush on him a year ago but we never spoke again till tonight. It was okay, I could talk really well with him this time as well but I thought of Mr Limbo so I didn't really bother about it.
Afterwards, my godbro and his friends planned to go to orchard towers and my godbro initially thought it would be better if I didn't come along. I was ready to take his advice and head home but in the end the 3 guys made me follow them there. My godbro's friend had a cool white colour convertible and we were like bobbing our head and smoking and the bass was awesome with all the techno remixes. He drove in sharp turns too so it was a little like a rollercoaster ride.
Anyway....Wow!!!! I've never been inside Orchard Towers at night before. It was really intimidating! I was warned by the 3 guys not to be alone in this building. At first we went to Naughty Girl club and the band was really great playing all the old school rock love songs. I looked and felt out of place with my long pants and flowy sleeved shirt. It was quite enjoyable except my godbro kept tickling my chin and putting his arm around me which I found kinda annoying.
I could almost smell the lust in the air. Every other girl there was in ridiculously short skirts which were shorter than their undies or in ridiculously short shorts that looked more like a bikini bottom. If they were wearing dresses or skirts, they would wear a G-string to show their butt cheeks. If it was shorts, then it would be a T-back sticking out above the shorts. Many of them were wearing just a corset or black bra to cover their breasts. Suddenly there was a police raid and all the girls covered up.
The moment the police was gone, there was a hiphop dance segment by 3 scantily clad girls. And then I realised why all the girls were dressed like that because there were many poles on top of most of the tables and all the skimpily dressed girls got on the tables and started gyrating against the poles and bending over or spreading their legs for the guys. One girl even allowed a white guy to stroke her legs and vagina and kiss her boobs. I saw these guys clinking glasses between a girl's legs while she was dancing and they were all looking up at her undies and each guy had an extra girl standing beside them pressing themselves against him and pouring them drinks. Wow.. now I sort of understand why guys love to frequent these places. Pleasing to ego. It's like a licence to ogle and maybe touch.
I asked my godbro how the girls would get paid and he told me they just would have to get tips from the guys. I don't know.. I just wonder how much money they would be aiming to get each night and how far they would have to go. I would feel insecure in such a job cos there would always be competition. For me, it was quite an eye opener, but I also felt very inferior. They were girls who could show off pretty much every inch of their body and they were very very slim but my godbro and his friends couldn't stop talking about how sexy and proportionate the girls were. I wish I could show off my body to someone like that and get all his attention, even if it's the only person in the world who would think I'm the sexiest person. I know girls at places like that do have bad reputation, but I see they are very confident and comfortable with their bodies. I can't even show more than a few inches of myself without feeling extremely self-conscious. My godbro told me I've always been hot, which was quite a compliment (but he is known for his sweet tongue). But like everyone says, I'm just a pretty face who needs to work on my body.
Just for the sake of enriching my experience even further, the 3 guys decided to take me to Club Romeo. It's pretty much the same, except for about 80% of the girls there were transvestites. But wow, the transvestites were REALLY hot. More beautiful and more feminine than real woman. When I commented that the "women" were more ladylike than me, D was like, HELLO? YOU'RE NOT LADYLIKE! Haiyohh.... what a thing to say. But lol, I'm not really offended cos I don't try to be. I can't believe the guys still kept talking about all the transvestites bodies like they were super attracted! Waist to hip ratio lah whatever nonsense blah blah.. It was quite funny though because the 3 guys were so thankful I was there so the transvestites would not approach them. Lol, I should have left them with the transvestites so they would know how a girl would feel with unwanted attention, so vulnerable!
My godbro's other friend discussed about how harmless it was to go to such places and he doesn't think any of our friends would actually do anything at such particular kind of nightspots. I think he was feeling defensive (I don't even know for what!) and was trying to look like a good guy. He didn't see why anyone would date a KTV girl as he thought they weren't trustworthy because they traded some values in for money. But to me, I don't know.. it's sort of like .. a lot of guys tend to treat girls like meat anyway.. it's only about the extent to which they do so and how much sugar they coat it with.. this fact alone can make girls give up values for something more personally beneficial. Anyway, its like the guys' basal instincts (money to ogle and see upskirt?!?!) feeds the KTV girls' mindset that guys are all lustful or cheaters or something like that so why not just please them physically as long as we don't get physically hurt and we won't get emotionally hurt if money is the currency and not emotions. You know.. like a vicious cycle. Anyway it was a very very interesting night. It kinda made me less trusting of guys, but it is nonetheless, a real eye-opener.
I honestly wouldn't know what would go through Mr Limbo's mind if he ever attended a sleazy nightspot. I don't think I would want to know. I would feel like I lost to those girls if he gets a hard on easily. Oh well, I'm not supposed to be with him anyway.
I have to put more effort now to remind myself that he's a married man, because I find myself slowly forgetting or accepting that fact after spending all that time with him. One guy I met a couple of months ago and who made me mooncakes asked me out for dinner tomorrow night. I probably can't make it but I think I should at least try to go on a real date with him otherwise I will shut myself off from opportunities of finding a suitable husband. My sis is bugging me to go for this 8 course dinner wedding ceremony at Chijmes at 6 but it's supposed to be VERY FORMAL. Plus, I don't know if I can make it in time after I finish watching a play with Mr Limbo.
Oh well, will be hanging with my baby tomorrow.. I should get my beauty sleep! Night night!!
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