Last night I finally
got to treat my boyfriend to a concert in the name of Jason Derulo. Although, as we learned it mainly consisted of "ripped", "no tops
allowed", "backing track" & "gym tips"
accompanied by excessive dancing. I
have to admit I thoroughly enjoyed it.
The concert ranged in
ages from the wannabe cool dad
behind us to the 12 year old struggling in heels. The
best part of the concert was a glimpse of Steve
Aoki where the place started hopping for those short few minutes. Next time
I think we should go to a RAVE!!
The after party
hosted in Savoy as you may have
heard by now was *cough *cough interesting.
Reports alleged sexual assault by the entourage & harrashment
towards girls of all ages including minors. An invitation to the VIP section I kindly declined.
To finish up our
evening we strolled to McDonalds
which is standard after a night out. Dreaming of the burgers kept us going all
night with a McFlurry topping the icing on the cake. There was a range of
entertainment provided with couples who drank too much declaring “They
& life themselves was over”. I was actually very entertaining when
you were us sober as a judge watching from a far.
Either way was a nice night out
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