How was your weekend?

Mine was awesome!

I went out. As usual.

I got drunk. As usual.

I danced like there was no tomorrow. As usual.

And I avoided seeing Mark this weekend. As usual.

That boy is spending a lot of money to see me, I said to Bernie.

Him and his best friend were over at Shooters - our usual club last night. Since I knew that they were gona be there, I opted to stay at The Drink - our other usual club til the 3am lockdown.

Just so I won't bump into him. I also turned off my phone all throughout the night just so he won't call.

I don't like anymore dramas. I've had enough dramas to last me a lifetime. I can't be bothered with any more.

Back to my awesome night. Thanks to her, I got 50% off in all my drinks. But I only opted for one kind of drink last night - my best friend, Smirnoff. I was buying drinks like crazy.

It was cheap. It was good. Why would I slow down?

Ozzie and I finally got to go out to Surfers again after a month. Ozzie had always wanted to go to Surfers with me because he knows that I make an ass out of myself everytime I get drunk at Surfers.

But I didn't get enough alcohol to make a spectacle at Surfers last night, thank God.

I just danced to all the tunes that the club was playing. I danced with Amber mostly. Because Bernie was with her other friends - the kind of people Amber and I don't associate with.

So yeah, me at a club tipsy. Dancing like a maniac.

Apparently, it was fun to watch.

I didn't mind. I've been working awfully hard with uni and with my job. I deserve a little fun.

Ok, a lot of fun. But I only have one life. I'm using it wisely.

Imagine people's horror if a 40-year old Nikki starts hitting the club.

Like a couple of women who looked like they were about that age.

Mum? Is that you? Amber said to me.

I wouldn't want to be that kind of woman in my forties hooking up with twenty-something guys.

Ugh.


Not at all preyable

No matter how drunk I get, *hot french guy's name here* will never be preyable to me, I said to Bernie.

I think it's the age, I added.

Not right up your alley, eh? she asked teasingly.

Nope, I said.

I have a fetish for older men. Not men in their sixties. But older and more mature.

Take Johnson. Take Mark.

But I'm over that now. Both of them.

I'm going celibate.


Problems

I seem to be surrounded by them. First, my best friend has to deal with her on-again/off-again boyfriend.

Amber finally got to see him. She didn't find him attractive. Neither did I. But mainly because any guys in some way related to my two best friends, I don't find preyable.

I made a few mistakes before, I'm not about to do it again.

Amber is more vocal about what she thinks. I tend to sweeten it up.

You guys made me think, Bernie complained.

We did it so you can't say that nobody told you that it would hurt so bad.

Because it would.


My Men

Nikki, your men are hot, Amber said to me on MSN.

She saw Tom and Vince so far.

I think my taste in men had actually gone better.

Wait til she sees Johnson.

She'll probably yank his ass for fucking me around.