Saturday, September 11, 2004
i had a blast last night. REALLY
well, it started off pretty bad, when i practically screamed at my babby for cancelling on me. shit man. i feel soooo bad. sorry sorry. i buy u 50cent ice tea to make up for it ok. so sorry.
went rather late though, reached there around 1230. met a few db pple there. most of them just stared at me blankly and then realised that it was me!! haha....
bern gave me a nice big hug as usual and lynn was there too. nice... so long never see her. she's really a nice genuine person man.
alex was standing across me, he was talking to some people as he saw me looking at him. he looked past me, looked in my direction and stared. and then he beckoned me come with his index finger.
pushing past crowds to talk to him, he did have a funny smile on his face. this smile i only see after a few... ok alot of drinks! haha...
"nice, u're sure going to pick up alot of guys like this. i like it. it's different."
we talked and i'm surprised at how much he actually remembers of our previous conversations. i'm impressed and actually abit flattered. here i am talking to someone who makes a 6 figure sum and he's actually interested in wat i say!!
"we're leaving soon, going somewhere naughty. wanna come?"
i laughed it off. THEN he was serious.
"come lar. just look see look see. it'll be fun"
so i mingled with the rest of them, still deciding whether i wanna go. i knew i wanted to see what goes on there, and i was assured that it was a clean place. in fact, it's the top creme la creme nightclub in singapore. woah.
i wanted to see man.
i spent the remainding time talking to aijaz and beng. nice people lar. we all left discretely, alex first and then he called me over.
as i hopped onto his porsche at the hotel, i cld feel alot of eyes looking in my direction. opps. so i'm one of those girls. right.
lemon? more like banana. haha. i had such a hard time remembering what fruit he used to descibe it. drank too much man.
the place is really posh. i won't consider it in vogue, but really really ultimately high class, definitely not sleezy... and the girls were.... alright lar. there was only one that i thought was pretty, and the rest were just... yucks. or rather, i have something against prc.
i think the mood was already set. i didn't need to feel akward, everyone was already enjoying themselves cos well... alcohol does wonders eh.
we played some games, and i had to eat some watermelon peel man. sheesh... but this can't compare to wat alex did.
haha... poor dude, play until lose his pants. haha... THAT was funny man.
oh... but while i was coming out of the toilet, steve walked past me and i said "hey"
"u're with alex right. take gd care of him ok. he's my good friend. show him a gd time"
NOW, do i look like a freaky prostitue to u? i didn't get it at first, (yes, i know i'm WOLS, but hey, there was alcohol), but i soon got it.
i charmingly fended him off, (i hope) and retreated back in.
the night ended soon enough with the club closing at 3. alex and i went down and i didn't wanna get driven home in a druken's porsche, and well... i did wanna get home, my home. so i took a club. lucky thing there was a cab waiting for me.
alex, very gentlemanly opened the door and gave me a gd night kiss and hug. he's damn cute when he's all red.
