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Sunday, June 13, 2010
I probably never talked about this before, but my cousin takes up quite some space in my memory bank. She plays a pretty huge impact on my life in such a way that she probably doesn’t know it herself. My cousin FX is 4 years older than me, I’ve always thought of her more of an older sister rather than a cousin.
I guess one of the reasons why I thought of her that way probably could be attributed to the fact that my maternal side of the family tree is pretty small. If I didn’t remember wrongly I’d have at least 20 cousins on both sides of the family but most of them I could hardly remember their faces and most of them aren’t really remembered by me. FX is the only cousin that I’m close too.
When we were younger, we used to play video games and I recall that we always argued over the character selection. That’s how I grew to love Raphael of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles over Michelangelo. We used to hang out at the park after school and we watched TV together before dinner. I guess we slowly drifted further when she moved to Australia. Despite the fact that I went to Australia to study for 2 years and even though I lived in my Aunt’s house for a while but I guess we were growing up and the drift became much more noticeable.
Even though we’re not super close anymore but she always showered me with love and concern. She never forgets to send me presents on my birthday for the past 8 years and she always gave me confidence by encouraging me. Another important aspect that she plays in my life would be enriching my life with new experiences. Just last Friday on the 4th of June, she took me to a club to experience what it would be like.
It’s my first time entering a club and also my first getting semi drunk. Well I discovered something as well … that is I probably am not allergic to alcohol. I was pretty puzzled by why people go to clubs and I still am. It’s boring in my opinion. It’s crowded and noisy as hell you gotta like rail to get a point across. I guess there are probably only a few reasons why people go to clubs. Firstly to celebrate some event with a couple of friends, to dance, to get drunk and to hook up girls (To what extent I’ll leave this to your imaginations). Well sure I know there’s definitely going to be a few cute girls around but that’s besides the point, I just don’t really think that’s how a guy should get to know a girl. Maybe I could be wrong but that’s what I think for now. When I entered the club I was wondering what was the loud music and the flickering lights there for, some would say that it’s there to provide the dance atmosphere but I reckon it’s there more for the sake of amplifying your dizziness.
Well, I wasn’t really drunk, I was controlling myself because my mom would kill me if she found out that I went to a club and I drank. I’m not afraid of her but it’s just that I’d prefer to avoid adding strife to the family. I stopped after a cocktail and one and the half jugs of vodka juice concoction. Joules was telling me to drink up, but I couldn’t anymore. If I went any further it’ll get ugly.
At the end of the day I’ll stick to my guns that alcohol tastes bad and I’m definitely no clubber.
the origin.11:49 AM
Name: Perry Tan Z.Y
Birthday: 22nd December 1988
Religion: Christian
Personality: INFJ
Loves: Basketball, Anime, HK, Korean and Chinese Dramas, Hanging out with friends, Watching Movies, "You Know ...", Gaming and Chinese Music
Hates these Traits ... Arrogance, Injustice, Insensitivity and Running Away (Even though I tend to run away a lot)
Wishlists: Enlightenment, Thought-Antagonist, Time Travel Machine, The other Puzzle Piece and A book called "How to become a Better Man"
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my past;
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