Party In Your Bedroom...

For some people my age,they'd want to experience the clubbing scene at least once and soak in all the fun since they're all legal to do whatever they've been wanting to.I was the lucky few to have experienced it from the two different angles which is organising something and partying along after my shift is done.I've always thought that the clubbing scene isn't my kind of thing,I don't feel comfortable standing on the dance floor with my two left feet.I can't quite imagine myself winding and grinding with so many other people getting all down and dirty.I was surprised the sweat accumulated by everyone didn't drown the place out.I guess that's why I was happy that I was dispatched to be behind the stage for most of the time because I would probably be fighting for my life amongst the crowd.That very reason alone was why I didn't attend the same event last year as a participant but since I'm part of the organiser,I didn't really have much of a choice but to take part in it involuntary and half-heartedly.If not for it being a school event,I wouldn't have thought twice about skipping it.

It was tonnes of work planning the whole event that lasted for less than a quarter of a day.From the money issue to the performances and even the selling of tickets.Somehow,we managed to survive the lack of sleep and last minute deadlines to meet.Our target was matched and I can breathe easy now because all the preparations were worth it.At the end of the day,all we wanted was for the event to be successful in whatever ways possible,fun and well worth all the hell we went through.Sure,it may not really be my element but I sure learnt a lot of things.Not just about planning and organising events,more like myself.Throughout the journey,I find myself spending much of the time alone(not that I spend much time with people anyway) and started thinking about how the world keeps moving ahead as I sat motionless,staring blankly into space.

After my job was done,I found myself alone again.This time,in the deserted bar area quenching my thirst with a cup of cold Sprite.I wasn't really staring into space,my view was that of the dance floor which was extremely jam-packed.If you think the IT Fair was bad then picture 800+ people cramming into the dance floor of Zouk,mind you Zouk's dance floor is probably less than the size of a quarter of a football field.All I could see was a sea of people's head of all shape and sizes 'grooving',or at least moving to the beats of the resident DJ blasting all the crowd-favourites tunes.I tapped along to some of them since they're indeed very catchy but nothing else.A friend of mine tried pulling me to join in but I rejected the offer politely,hopefully she didn't take that as an offence of some sort.

Soon after I made full use of my drinks coupon,I was well on my way home.I wasn't exactly sure if my lecturer otherwise known as the overall head-in-charge of the event knew I was gone but I couldn't care less.I simply had enough and I can safely say that clubbing is truly not my cup of tea.It's not because of my disability to dance or my uncomfortable feeling of being in a crowd,I just don't feel I belonged there.It just didn't feel right for me because I stick out like a sore thumb.I felt,or rather I knew that I was a party pooper.And so I left for greener pastures and happy about how things worked out.I don't know how things would've worked out if I accepted my friend's offer but I don't think I regretted my actions.I would pick gigs than clubbing any day even if it means me being labelled as uncool or un-hip.Then again,it's just me.And I am probably not your average,normal and sane person.


I'd only want to party in your bedroom all night long so no one else would see me embarrass myself...


There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

Walking down the street keeping hush hush on the scene
No one knows you, such a mystery
Opposite of fun, till you turn the power on
Then you come out, turning up the heat

Upstairs all alone, one click for a show
Your roof is on fire you're losing control

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

Dancing with your hands, turning strangers into friends
Touch the keys please, and unlock my heart
You're free to be a freak, change your picture every week
Show the camera, you're a superstar

Upstairs all alone, one click for a show
Your roof is on fire you're loosing control

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

It's no debate, when I think of you, can't stay on track
Cause I can't wait, can't stay on track, can't hide the fact
You're all I want, you're all I need
Let's get this party started, kick it hard just you and me

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight


Party In Your Bedroom by Cash Cash.