morgueville,heartland living.

went out with my marist school mates. with jerm, rs, christian, eden, blahblah. then took the nel line to meet drew and nick at drew's house.
den took the nel line again. to clark quay. which is actually built under the singapore river! cool eh. i didn't know that until nick told me.

didn't go hendrix as previously planned. damn. i wanted my hip-hop! cos the two toots dragged me to zouk. which i didn't really wanted to go cos i had earlier imagined the age limit might not go by year and then i will be busted when i get caught. imagine. the embarrassment at jiak kim street. but hurrah. i looked old enough. muhahahaha. we went abit too early. but anyway. after that it was transvestites galore man. my gawd. it was like at changi. saw alot of these transvests who still had their adam apples stuck on their throats. from the back they look straight out of fhm. but when they turned their face right in front of you and start opening their mouth, woahhoho. it's very easy to spot these wo-men. when they danced it's as if they are filming lux rich or pantene shampoo, flipping their hair from the left to the right, north to south. and they are always together. nick got stroked by one of them. muahaha.

my alcohol intake is seriously low. anyway nick made a mistake after we finished our standard drinks. he wasted 60 bucks on a jug of the crappiest drink i had ever drunk in my entire life. and there were 2 jugs cos it was one-for-one. i swear it's the most puke inducing drink. screw long island tea man. and then drank a little too much. had a throbbing headache after an hour plus. had to stop but they were still dancing like no tomorrow.

then i think i got kinda wasted cos i can't really remember anything much after that. except when i was outside for a breather some guy approached me and asked me some crap. then went back in. and was laughing with some girls whom i guessed were as wasted as me. they were laughing at some of the transvests who had now hooked up some men and now getting out of the club. den i remembered i got into a cab with nick and drew. and got back to drew's house. puked like nobody's business.

in the morning that disgusting taste still lingered at the back of my throat. gawd. it was horrible. but think it was still a fun night. except now i'm officially bankrupt and in a sea of debts. hurrah!
screw long island tea!