It took me 13 mins to walk into the club.
5 mins sayin hi (and a lil chat) to the 3 bouncers at the stairs of the entrance to Wrangler. Another 3-5 mins walkin along that path that leads to the main door of the club bumpin into party acquaintances leaving/enterin the club and the next 3 mins talkin to Madan (club manager) and some other party acqz by the door.
Then i walk into the club and make my greeting rounds on stage, to the djs and bartenders.
I feel like a damn socialite. Paris Hilton of Bahrain.
Sandpit Socialite.
If only i could add that to my resume....
I met this black guy last Friday in the club. We were introducin ourselves and when i said my name, he looked at me funny and then asked "U live in Juffair?" When i nodded my head he was like "ohhhh snap! yea i heard bout u. People tell me u talk to a lot of guys"
Hot damn.
I was so amused I asked him mad questions. LOL. He said he heard it from his fren and even went to get his fren by the bar and brought him over. He introduced his fren to me and said to him "Ey man, this is Janna from Juffair" And his fren looked at me and said "Oh sht, we thought u were white!"
WOW.
I should go back to being a lil asian bitch that no one talks to.
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
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