[the nyc trip]

i remember the first time went clubbing in nyc. it was jbomb hyungs birthday, and we went up to visit him. and we were only 19. til this day i dont know why we didn’t plan on going out. we knew we were gonna drink with him, but we didn’t figure clubbing into the equation. so we go out with him and his buddies, some hyungs from nova, and some noonas. all of em 23,24,25,26 etc.  we roll up to ktwon and they proceeded to get us drunk as shit.  but round 1 over. time to hit the club.

we, the jokers, wanted to go back to the apt, drink my hyungs beer, play his video games, etc. the hyungs on the other hand, insisted that we go out to the club with them. so we were like fuck it, okay. we roll up to the club…get in the middle of the group. at this point the group went from “a bunch of his friends” to a shit ton of people for his birthday. so the hyungs said “stay here” while they try to get us in. and so we just stood there wondering whats goin on. the promoter/bouncers come up to us and stare at us. four drunkass underage boys, who look like they just woke up, without even fake’s. we looked like they just picked us up from the streets. actually we looked like 4 tourists that they picked up off the street. and what were we wearing?
i had a sean john hoodie, baggy jeans and timbs.
wally had a t shirt and sandals on, as he if he was goin to the beach.
ronnie had t shirt, jeans, and reeboks.
tommy had black sandals, with black socks on, a hoodie and jeans.

til this day, tommy still mentions “hey man, at least it was black socks instead of white socks”
tommy: can you tell hyung?
mike hyung kinda flipped a shit
mike hyung: WHAT THE FUCK TOMMY. OF COURSE I CAN TELL. YOURE WEARING FUCKING SANDALS WITH SOCKS!!
tommy: aw man

hyungs: why didnt you fools bring fakes?
me: we were gonna let u guys go out and we were just planning to do our own shit!
hyungs: at least you guys coulda had the decency to wear a pair of shoes!
us: sorryy….

even though our hyungs were friends with the promoters, theres no way they were gonna let us in. i don’t think anybody in their right mind woulda let us in. LOL even i dont think i woulda let us in. but of course the hyungs did the whole “if those guys can’t get in, none of us are going.” and oh man i remember there were a lot of girls and they all gave us the “what the fuck! who the fuck are these kids look” LOL. but of course they were plannin to spend some money. they reluctantly let us in with one condition: we don’t drink. but of course, that went to shit cause we stumbled the fuck out of there at the end of the night.

the OMG of the night was this.
we got into the club, and my hyung specifically tells us: wally better not hit on any of these girls

a couple hours later, wally goes missing. a few minutes later we see one of my hyung and his friends pissed as shit. like UH OH.
me: hey hyung whats wrong
jbomb hyung: some dude was dancing up on his girl…wait
jbomb hyung pulls us to the side.
jbomb hyung: wheres wally
us: i  dunno…
jbomb: did wally dance with my boys’ girlfriend?
we just look at each other. and we all think the same thing “aw fuck.” cause we all knew, there was a good chance that coulda happened.
us: i dont think so
i think we then went searching for wally to prevent the hyungs from killing him.

later we finally grab wally on the dance floor
me ronnie tommy: ay man did you dance with that hyungs girlfriend???
wally: oh man did i? i dont remember…

i dont really remember much after that. i just remember eating with everybody and changsik hyung fed me sullung tang. but he put so much salt in it.

that was one, fucking crazy night. amongst the many other ones. but nothing will ever top nyc on new years with the hyungs. that was by far the best.

k i love you bye

May 24, 2012 | Categories: drunk stories, nyc, trip, Uncategorized, yg | Tags: clubbing, drunk, nyc, partying, sandals, socks | Leave A Comment »