It is something intangible and we can only come close saying that it is being in a state of utter gaiety and felicity. It is when we are governed by the sudden emotional explosions of euphoria and nostalgia and we feel possessed by the temperaments of our sentimental natures. Call it rapturously exciting, even Hollywood belongs to us. No words in my vocabulary can describe this ecstasy of serenity.

We'll be walking through the carpal tunnel of alchohol consumption, and the feeling of being on a high - A weekly affair for most guys, or for me at least.

The dramatic effects of alchohol would only fame infamy, but no one gives a flying fish about it; it gets the girls biting and the boys pulverizing. Girls become submissive and the guys get all offensive - One moment of weakness, a few shots of tequila and several badly chosen actions performed in haste destroys the entire meaning of conservatism. Is someone guilty of this from the clubbing experience we had on friday? Hehe. It's a SHE btw. I guess your monkey instincts overwhelmed you. HAHA.

Hell yeah! The pros of singlehood? We get to poke whenever and whereever we want to, getting holes on our dress-pants! Hallelujah to that!

Now now, when are we next going clubbing?