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wow.
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Wed , July 20.
My god , what an interesting day i had !!! Am wee bit too tired to actually string my thoughts into complex sentences so i shall do them in point form , in chronogical order.
1) Met up with mr okay-thanks-bye in town and caught the movie with the ultra long and seemingly meaningless title "crying out love , in the centre of the world" . It was one of those japanese weepies and although it had garnered pretty rave reviews i was disappointed that it turned out to be quite a yawn-fest with one guy even falling asleep behind me but i have to give it brownie points for the plot and the lighting.The boy who played the protagonist during his teenhood was damn cute though. Small eyes !! Awwww.
Mr okay-thanks-bye was in an orgasmic state after buying his beloved pair of Chuck Taylors.
Oh and i really wanted to help ease your neck/back discomfort but i couldn't cus' Yan was around . Heh.
But i had fun with you.
happyyyyyy lar =)
2) Reluctantly agreed to head to Zouk with Yan and Bernard because i was dressed in an ankle-length ethnic skirt which is so not clubbing-friendly but i did anyway.
3) Was jostling through the crowd in Phuture and feeling rather miserable for no reason when suddenly i saw HIM ( some guy i used to have a major crush on ) !!! Even in the dim illumination i could still make out his signature dimple when he grinned at me. I went weak in the knees and my speech became incoherent. Suddenly , Zouk seemed like a better place. Although we only acknowledged each other by waving i was just glad to see him after so many months and after that i was all revved up to partyyyyyyy ! woooohoo !
4) Hung around Phuture for awhile so that i could look at him longingly from afar like some lovelorn admirer cum crazed stalker but decided it was too crowded so we left for Mambo where people had already started to do the mass dance thingy with the exaggerated and jerky hand movements. Since Yan and I were not fans of Mambo we started making a fool out of ourselves doing the Singapore workout in the middle of the dancefloor . What morons. hahhhaa.
5) Then the amazing part came. My uncle ( my mom's bro ) was actually dancing on the podium !! And , get this. His girlfriend is a ladyboy ( transvesite for all ye homo ignoramus ). WOW. I was very impressed and started to really have fun grooving with him and his girl who was quite the attention-seeker , shocking me with her random actions like squeezing her ample ( fake ) boobs together , placing my hands to her boobs or swirling her long ponytail around and lashing into my face .
Was quite pissed when some guys below made fun of her and i felt so heroic when i yelled at them saying "SHE IS MY AUNTIE HOR." That shut them up. Assholes. Some people are really narrow-minded. Best of all , drinks were on my uncle and i had long island iced tea. woot.
6) Talked to my uncle over the loud music and he said something which got my jaw dropping. MY MOM ACTUALLY CLUBS AT ZOUK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF . As you all know i don't stay with my mom so i don't really know much about her .
My uncle goes on to add that the last time my mom was at Zouk was like two months ago and some uncles actually tried to pick her up. HA ! Sia la.. didn't know my mother was so happening. So my uncle goes on to suggest that i should club with my mom someday and i was horrified by the mere thought but decided that it must be damn cool to be grinding your mother on the podium. LOL.
"Hello mommy ah ? Tonight ladies' night leh want go chiongz boh ??? STEADY LAH !! Meet you at the ATM outside Zouk at 11 ok !!"
7) Some fucker stepped on my foot and it was EXCRUCIATINGLY PAINFUL. It was so fucking painful that i wanted to catch that guy and throttle him but he had already melted into the crowd.
I had to hobble along for a while with tears in my eyes and there is a huge ugly bruise on my left foot now.
I was reminded of the time when some bitch stepped on my foot when she was wearing STILETTOS . The bloody bugger still had the cheek to ask "Soli.. Painful or not har?!" OF COURSE PAINFUL LA HIGH HEELS LEH YOU FAT BITCH. Brainless sow.
Just thinking about the moment the heel met my foot makes my eyes water. Sibei steam. Kanina.
And oh i brushed against so many ciggarettes that i have gotten numbed to it and i stopped yelping like a hurt dog after my Nth incident involving a cigg. Blooooody hell. Pain is only good when its wanted.
That was my wednesday. The time now is 4.30a.m and i have class at 2pm. Blooooody helll. Good night y'all !!
p/s : just realised that i AM typing in sentences so the point forms are utterly redundant.
