Cause you asked

We (Sherlene, Sheen, Stan, Derekus and Johno a.k.a opposite evil twin) tried to get into not 1, not 2, but 3 different clubs but were kicked out from all three due to different members of our entourage not having the right "dance apparel", to student cards. At first we thought that it could be polo-T's, or leather shoes, but I think its the bouncers way of saying: " You dont fit in, piss off!"

Finally we sought out a less popular destination called Mercury which was the place Sheen a.k.a. Betis had her first clubbing experience one year prior, so it was nostalgic to say the least. We got in around 2am, and I could've sworn we left the house at around 10:30pm.

The music was mostly hiphop, the bars were kinda meh, but service fast enough, you cant complain. Had a few jager-bombs with new friends Jason who brought along chatty Leon and babyface Kenny... danced some with the girls and had some small talk with the rest. Was a good night, not wild, but entertaining. Was better than sitting alone at a bad movie you originally came with 6 other people I can tell you that. Thank God for moving seats at the cinema (say what?!).

Breakdown of events: The next day I woke up at around 1am after about 5 hours of sleep, I felt energetic, but no one shared my current ideal. Stan drove us home the night before and, him, me and Sheen appprently did not have enough "fun". We played a drinking game with the remaining half bottle of tequila which I acquired 5 weeks ago for me and Lene's birthday celebrations. This ended abruptly with some serial vomiting by Sheena after a case of all-in syndrome.

Stan left at around 7am and Sheen was still hugging the bowl. I got some water and waited. 45 minutes later I had to unlock the door and find someone kneeling on the floor clutching the seat.