I LOVE the club. NOT.

Mal and I (minus Kate!!!! whose mother even noticed how she didn't spend time with me when I was visiting HER and Mal!) went to every mall in DC. I'm convinced. Well the DC area. (I swear we drove to NY on Sunday.) But what is it about the mall?

I definitely spent money I shouldn't have and definitely saw some things I wanted. We attempted Miami shopping for Mal (I'm still bitter I'm not going). And we had fun. Even though looking at all those pretty shoes and sandals at Aldo and Bakers (Mal's love) amplified our brokeness, it was still relaxing. Bottom line: as long as you have friends, being broke ain't so bad.

I'm sure I scared Mal a little when I would pretend to stoop down, waddle, and chase after the lil mini cute people (babies). But we all know Mal isn't an unweird or uncrazy person!

Thursday, as a prelude to Ultrabar, we were at the mall. Ugh where else would we be....? Well I could actually think of a few things...LOL!

Funny thing is...this post isn't even about the Mall....it's about clubs. And why I don't like them....

1. They are usually pretty packed and very loud which puts me out of the my element - which requires space and conversation. Two things that don't exist in the club.

2. In order to be comfortable and succumb to the chaos that is the club, I need a few drinks. Since I am the number 1 veggie lightweight, drinking isn't really my forte.

3. When I get to nice, or drunk, and find myself in the club I TRY TO ESCAPE! I am usually successful as you may have found out....sry!

4. All the guys just want to beat. I don't need validation from some man-whore tryna get my number. I know I'm beautiful.

5. I really go to the club to chill with my peoples, listen to the latest hits, and be niiiice. Which in the end always backfires.

ALTHOUGH!!! I did have fun at Love, hahahha...which contradicts all I just said. And I met guys who weren't man-whores! so there goes another exception lol. Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-cohol! ArborMist and Sutterhome chardonnay (a whopping 10 bux total between Mal and me) Ciroc and lemonade, a shot of ciroc, and a redbull! I was Golden! haha!

I like to go out tho. It's just that clubs are a lil boring. Ok so we dance and then what!?!?!?! There's so much more to do.

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