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Thursday, March 31, 2005

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woah
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Its almost 8a.m and i haven't slept a single wink because i spent the night at Fifi's chalet.

Mind you , its not your run of the mill 1 room 2 beds chalet that's every claustrophobic's nightmare.

Its a bloody double storey unit with 3 bedrooms , a living room and its even equipped with a kitchen !

Did i mention the abundant space available for everyone to mill around outside ?? ( but the place is quite Ulu la .. there's this deserted building behind that spooks me just by looking at the dark windows )

And it costs only like $20 to rent the place per day !!

Well ... If you're a NSF that is . Heh.

Yep .. I'm talking about the row of chalets @ Changi thats only open to civil servants . Bloooody cheap and good.

Boycott Downtown East or Costa Sands la.

Anyway.

I reached the chalet only to be greeted a grinning Fifi who showed me the bottles of liquor and a cryptic message

"'Fiona , this is ours. Tonight ."

Save for bars , i've never seen so many bottles of liquor all my life.

4 bottles of Vodka ( Absolut and Smirnoff )

1 bottle of Barcadi

1 bottle of Chivas

1 bottle of Cognac ( i think )

3 other bottles of other stuff . Bourbon i think.

I may have miscounted but i think the final tally of 10 bottles is pretty close.

10 is really bloody too much for approx. 20 people.

The evil glint in Fifi's eyes told me that i was going wake up in the chalet's toilet with dried puke on my face and stale pee all over my pants. ( i didn't , thankfully )

We started gathering around the table and it didn't help that we had an experienced bartender in our midst.

Kenny worked his magic on the drinks and concocted some pleasant tasting stuff that the girls gulped down happily only to realise the kick later ( as everyone knows , girls are a sucker for sweet-tasting stuff and thats why they love lychee martinis only to end up making a technicolour pavement pizza or in a random guy's bed) .

Fortunately i didn't remain in an inebriated state for too long , maybe say 30 mins but in that short period i managed to piss Shelly and J off by sending them random and nonsensical stuff. LOL.

Fau drank like there was no tomorrow and among the list of side-splittingly funny stuff she did was to pretend that she was riding on a motorbike while saying

"Remember , if you drink , don't drive"

And then she would pretend to swerve sharply.

It was damn funny to see her dancing really vigorously behind the guys who were engrossed in their PS2 game , oblivious to the commotion behind them.

She was also going around chanting

"Samporna .. Samporna ? Samporna ! Samporna ? Samporna! " because she smokes Sampor and apparently no one else does so we tried to pacify her by waving Marlboros and Viceroys in front of her , only to be replied with a snort and a pout.

Damn funny la !

I noticed that chalets are a great way to forge friendships and nurture relationships.

Because everytime i go to a chalet , there would ALWAYS be a new couple formed , say a week or so later .

And usually the guy would be the person taking care of the drunk girl at the chalet.

Looking at how Yas took such immaculate care of Fee while she was completely knocked out , i knew something was going to happen between the two of 'em. Heh.

The way he played with her hair while she was unconscious , the way he wiped the puke off her face that was dribbling out from her mouth , the way he held the plastic bag under her chin so for so long , the way he didn't care that her puke was all over him .

I suddenly wished that i was that drunk so that somebody could shower concern over me the same way Yas was fussing over Fee.

Then i realised that nobody would prolly bother anyway.

Saddening ah !!

I spent the rest of the night pottering around the chalet , proud that i was one of the few sober , taking care of the drunkards.

Grrrrrr.

I want someone who wouldn't mind putting his finger into my throat to induce vomitting when i'm drunk.

I was feeling a tad blue the whole night because i was expecting something , maybe a simple act of concern through SMS from a particular someone but oh well i guess i pinned my hopes too high eh ?

Because it never came.

Yawn. Good night folks.

 

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