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I had a better than expected time ushering in the new year with the girls at the Get The Funk Out party at the Ngee Ann City tentage. Thank god we had invites if not i'll probably baulk at the $35 cover charge. I'm no cheapo , mind you but i must say it was a rather poorly organised event with shabby looking makeshift tables for the "bars" and pretty screwed up music which got disrupted twice in the few hours i was there. I could think of better ways of spending my $35 , like two drinks at Acid bar or Harry's.

Met up with Ming after that and i got mugged by him. Stupid arse , bully me because you see me small size right !

While en route to the party , it was almost like a battle fighting against the aerosol-spray toting soldiers . Not very suprising lah to see the hoardes but what was even more unpleasant than getting artificial foam stinging your eyes and making them smart really badly were the inevitable presence of gropers. I don't want to discriminate by labelling all of them as foreign workers but by the looks of it , i think the majority of them were.

While trying to rein in the little drunkard and preventing her from shouting out my name to random strangers , i suddenly felt someone pat my butt twice and when i turned to look i saw this bangladeshi ( or indian) man whose hand was still lingering near my arse. I was going to scream at him when he scurried away into the company of his comrades where i promptly lost sight of him.

Then while revelling at the party , fingers belonging to one hand caressed my exposed midriff and curled around my waist for a split second before it withdrew. I turned to look but all i saw was a group of bangladeshi ( or indian ) merrymakers yelling in jubilation.

Oh well , if that makes their miserable life filled with hard work a little happier.

=D

Oh.. Met a blogger at Cineleisure too. Hello , Chris !! =)