Let me just say this… I cannot hang like I use to, and I definitely hate clubs. Lol allow me explain:
I worked over 80 hours this week and managed to have my friends talk me into going out whilst only have 3 hours of sleep for the last 3 days and a 6am shift on Sunday. I do not know who I thought I was, but my body definitely hated me this weekend. My mental definitely screams “I don’t do clubs” but then the peer pressure comes in, and I end up getting suited and booted to go and be bored (the pure reality).
I do not know how people go out Every blessed weekend, but me seeing one gentleman snoozing in the club this passed Saturday had me jumping for joy mentally like “yes!!! I am not the only one”. So if you really ask me what I would like to do for fun, be prepared to hear me say “I don’t do clubs ♣” I am so done.
Ciao,
Nnennaya
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