Zorg
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Saturday night, the city will be jammed with young hip attractive people. The girls will be dressed to kill.
I had decided earlier in the day I wasn't going to go out, even though, to be honest, I wanted to. But what's the point? When I get there I always just want to go home.
I walked round to a friend and he said maybe we'll go out to Bondi Nite Club, I instantly agreed, but after half an hour of um-ing and ah-ing he changed his mind and decided to stay in.
All I wanted to do was go out and meet someone, anyone, any girl, the first girl to chat me up. Just someone, some girl, someone to fill a void inside me temporarily.
I stayed in like a loser.
I had decided earlier in the day I wasn't going to go out, even though, to be honest, I wanted to. But what's the point? When I get there I always just want to go home.
I walked round to a friend and he said maybe we'll go out to Bondi Nite Club, I instantly agreed, but after half an hour of um-ing and ah-ing he changed his mind and decided to stay in.
All I wanted to do was go out and meet someone, anyone, any girl, the first girl to chat me up. Just someone, some girl, someone to fill a void inside me temporarily.
I stayed in like a loser.