Sunday

The Time (Dirty Bit)
by Black Eyed Peas

Last night was interesting. As I was cleaning the house in my Cinderella rags, my friend called me asked if I wanted to go clubbing. It was my first time.

First off, it takes me a while to warm up to dancing. But it was warmed up fast, it's nice to know I must've been looking pretty cute, guys hitting on me and my friends. It was fun, the dancing, there weren't many cute guys though. Then again, there weren't many pretty girls. Interesting.

Would I ever go clubbing again? Sure.

Clubbing is empty, there could be so many people, but there are so many chickens. No sense of real confidence. No one should feel like dressing like a slut would make guys want you more, they just see that you're easier. And guys can come across so cheesy. These times, I'm tellin' ya.

Random Thought: It was alright.

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