ZOUKOUT, ZOUKIN?
Wadz with everyone clubbing last nite?? I mean, half of the citizens are in ZoukOut, so the rest jolly well packed all the clubs which are available in town?
Oh well, went to meet up my sec schmates for dinner and Hiong suggested to head down MOS after our dinner. I was quite reluctant at first (like duhz) but since everyone, including Winnie, was so keen and there's free invites for us, so Hiong drove us back home to change.
Reached MOS around 12.10am. For goodness sake, at this holy hour there're still clubbers queueing up to get in!! And the queue was freaking long and packed!! I just shaked my head and kinda regretted saying YES initially.
Gerald was trying to contact his friends whether can we enter other clubs and Hiong was busy waiting for his friend to get the invite tickets out for us. No hope for MOS because even if we have the tickets, the whole place was already "sardine-packed", there's no way for us to squeeze our tiny butts in. Goodness!
Last resort, club MoMo. Had to spend 15bucks for cover charge, sigh. I just felt dumb queueing up for clubs at wee hours. Music was not so bad, mainly RnB. Alcoholic level dropped big hell mann, I CAN'T DRINK ANYMORE!!
Had a Screwdriver, then two glasses of Chivas (almost 70%) with coke. My head started to spin again. Went toilet to force puked, but nuting comes out. Stomach felt awful. The guys pulled me down to the dancefloor to make myself more sober, duhz. Guess I'm really sick of clubbing. Everyone was dancing happily and yet I'm the only one standing down there.
Reached home around 5am, super drained mann. Woke up at 1130am, ring-up the salon to change my appointment to 230pm. Too tired to even move my arse outta bed. Final conclusion, NO MORE clubbing for me. I still prefer chilling-out to beers and live band. I still lurve Bel from Pauls. *grinz*
TIME: 1257HRS.
Oh well, went to meet up my sec schmates for dinner and Hiong suggested to head down MOS after our dinner. I was quite reluctant at first (like duhz) but since everyone, including Winnie, was so keen and there's free invites for us, so Hiong drove us back home to change.
Reached MOS around 12.10am. For goodness sake, at this holy hour there're still clubbers queueing up to get in!! And the queue was freaking long and packed!! I just shaked my head and kinda regretted saying YES initially.
Gerald was trying to contact his friends whether can we enter other clubs and Hiong was busy waiting for his friend to get the invite tickets out for us. No hope for MOS because even if we have the tickets, the whole place was already "sardine-packed", there's no way for us to squeeze our tiny butts in. Goodness!
Last resort, club MoMo. Had to spend 15bucks for cover charge, sigh. I just felt dumb queueing up for clubs at wee hours. Music was not so bad, mainly RnB. Alcoholic level dropped big hell mann, I CAN'T DRINK ANYMORE!!
Had a Screwdriver, then two glasses of Chivas (almost 70%) with coke. My head started to spin again. Went toilet to force puked, but nuting comes out. Stomach felt awful. The guys pulled me down to the dancefloor to make myself more sober, duhz. Guess I'm really sick of clubbing. Everyone was dancing happily and yet I'm the only one standing down there.
Reached home around 5am, super drained mann. Woke up at 1130am, ring-up the salon to change my appointment to 230pm. Too tired to even move my arse outta bed. Final conclusion, NO MORE clubbing for me. I still prefer chilling-out to beers and live band. I still lurve Bel from Pauls. *grinz*
TIME: 1257HRS.
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