You've been good to me, Joseph Richards (Nightclub)!


It’s was a great weekend.

On Friday, my family and I went to hot pot at Clay Hotpot out in Richmond.

On Saturday (the main highlight of the weekend), my friends and I went to JR Nightclub to celebrate Kesh’s 27th (!!!!) birthday. Here’s a kicker – I thought the age of 27 was a wee bit too old for the clubs already.

My outfit made me look like a hooker in my opinion. I think a lot of it contributes to my short hair and the fact that my earrings were a bit past my hair.

If you follow me on Instagram, you probably saw my make-up too.

I am not going to lie. The last time I was at JR Nightclub was with The Boy. A part of me didn’t want to go because I didn’t want to be remembered of that night in particular but much to my surprised, the night club renovated itself so the only thing familiar was the where the bar was located.

Here’s the men that I encountered throughout the night:

1) The Stalking Asian
As you know, I’m not a big fan of Asians; they simply don’t attract me. As I got into the club, I ordered myself beer and watched the last game of beer pong. I noticed this Asian guy standing next to me, smiling at me. I looked away. I looked back. Still smiling.

Soon, we were settled into our booth. I noticed the Asian guy coming around and lingering around our booth. I was slightly creep out so I told my friend Arcy to keep an eye out.

We soon ventured into the dance club… and lo and behold, guess who’s tryin to dance behind me?! The Stalking Asian guy!! Arcy had to pull me away so many times but yet, he still didn’t get the message. And when I was sandwiched between Arcy and my other friend, MJ, he decides to dance beside me. Can you talk about desperate? I don’t recall how we shook him off and I haven’t seen him from the time we got rid of him til we left.

2) The “Sly” Italian
This dude was dressed in a World Cup jersey, and while it’s understandable that the games are still on, I don’t think it’s club wear appropriate. He just came out of nowhere and decided to dance up on Arcy and I.

3) The “Gentleman”
I use the term gentleman lightly here. This guy was dancing, and I mean letting his booty shake in front of our table. When we hit the club, he comes rushing after us, grabs my hand, kisses it, and tries to grind. Errr… no.

We legit needed candles to take our selfies. I was buzzed at that point.

4) The White Boy
It’s what white people do, right? Haha, jokes! This guy (and his friends) were amazing! Whenever I needed a break from the dance floor, I’d visit these guys and they knew how to dance and had a good time (without being a creeper!). He shook his ass in my face, sings the lyrics to my face, and then encourages me to rub butts with him, haha. Don’t judge, but trust me, life of the party was where those guys were seated at!

5) The Wheelchair Boy
Arcy caught this guy checking me out and when I did the same to him, he was quite good looking. I’ve never been with anyone in a wheelchair (or even talked to one for the matter) but I knew enough not to treat them any differently. We were both glancing back and forth but none of us mustered the courage to talk to each other. I sort of wished I did because he seemed like a decent fella! Arcy suggested I give him a lap dance, haha.

6) The No-Name Ninja
This guy – didn’t even have a good look at him – comes up from behind, grabs me by my waist and starts dancing behind me. Literally, I was yelling to my friends, “Who the fuck is behind me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!” and, like always, Arcy pulled me away and told him to screw off. Seriously, guys – don’t do that.

7) The Classmate aka Kesh
This was the one that creeped me out the most. We’re classmates, and since it was his birthday, he turned 27 years old. I don’t think he was drunk because he didn’t drink much and he has a high tolerance for alcohol. Needless to say, whenever I was dancing, I felt a beer belly rubbing against my back.

Uh… yeah. Instant turn off and extremely uncomfortable for me. I also began feeling a hand on my waist/back and eventually tries to wrap his arms around my waist. Everytime I move away (as in shuffle a few side steps), he’ll get closer too.

It was sooooo uncomfortable. I felt like because he knew I was drunk and I’m single, he thinks he can “get at it”. Nope, nope, nope.

When I told Arcy how I felt about Kesh, she later told me that Kesh was doing the same thing to her too. HAHA. No, go pick a stranger, not me or my friend!

I’ll admit, I nearly threw up in the club. So classy of me, eh?

So, thank you again Joseph Richards for another fun night. I’ve always loved visiting that club!

Monday Today includes finally getting my Canada Day clothes package (just in time for Canada Day, hallelujah!) and an internship interview and possibly catching the new Transformer movie.

Busy start to the week, hope the rest of the week turns out well!

(Oh yeah, TMI but on Wednesday is my first PAP test… extremely nervous, I feel like cancelling it!).

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