Monday, 15 April 2013

Party Animal.

I am a party animal. And have been one since I was a child. In school, my Birthday was always considered the party of the year! My classmates would await eagerly to receive their invitation, and if not, try and crash it. A friend once told me she regretted me not having two Birthdays a year for I could throw the best party of the season. Aww, I must admit I was quite flattered! =]





My party habits continued at college. I was always invited to the best gigs and spring break trips. I still remember partying for months at a time. No break, no sleep, no food. Just dancing and drinking until the wee hours of the night. And I spent five consecutive years feeding my party appetite! But when I left college I decided it was time to slow down. I had had the time of my life and it was time to be serious. But just like you can't stop a kleptomaniac from stealing, you can't restrain a party animal from partying.

And having a job does not mean you have to turn into a boring old fart, it just means you have less time to party. So when I do go out, I make damn sure it counts! Drunken-texts, random hook-ups and sexy-dance-moves is how I spend most of my Friday nights. And I am definitely not ashamed of it! I will not wake up tomorrow and say to myself, 'You know what your biggest regret is, Dalia? Not having done enough you actually regret!' For I will wake up tomorrow and say 'I had fun!' Life is just too short to be wasted and like any party animal - partying is what I do best! 

Last Friday is a good example. I was having dinner with a friend and planned on having a couple of drinks before I called it a night. Little did I know what was about to unravel! After we finished our dinner we decided to grab a drink at the neighbouring bar. As we sat down and order a pair of random cocktails, I noticed a handsome sailor at the end of the room. A sailor in a bar? How random! And then the music changed to Madonna - Erotica. It hit me! The guy was no sailor - he was a stripper dressed in a tight uniform and was about to show us his anchor (!) I was suddenly very excited. It had been awhile since I've visited a strip club and most strippers I know are gay anyway! But this guy was definitely straight and definitely fit. I could not wait to see him naked! And boy was he hot!!! ... Judge for yourself, my dear readers!

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