deevapali

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Deepavali (the festival of lights) is coming again. And im getting a little excited. No, im not a bloody indian but just that I am planning to go clubbing with my sisters, though nothing has been finalised yet.



And talking about deepavapali clubbing reminds me of 1 deepavali eve several years ago when I went clubbing with my sisters at venom (yes, u can imagine how long ago that is. Venom is still around!!!)


Let me do a recap...


Anyway, that day, venom was having a free flow of drinks promotion. We just have to pay $25 cover charge and we will be entittled to whole night of free booze and liquor. Good deal, we thought. So the 4 kiasu queens decided to go there early in order to beat the crowd. And also the earlier we reach, the more we can drink. Its the mai loo gee mentality. Haha.



So, by 9pm, we were already at pacific plaza.



That was the first and the last time I reached a club at fucking 9pm. Haha.


So we were there at 9pm. The music sucks. And what do 4 yao gui gals do at a club where the drinks are free flow and when they have paid $25 for the entry?? They make the best out of their money. They swore to drink more than 25 bucks worth of drinks.


We played played games and drank and drank and played. And the drink of that night: VODKA CRANBERRY


VODLKA by itself is damn bitter and tastes like shit.
CRANBERRY is a god damn sweet juice.


when the 2 mixed, it becomes a pretty clear pink sweet cocktail. The bitter taste of the vodlka is completely covered by the sweet cranberry juice.



So we happily tah our vodlka cranberry. And tah. And tah. And tah. And tah. And tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah tah.



Next thing I knew is my sisters are missing. Im alone at the bar, still tah-ing.



Where are my sisters??

1 went to the toilet to puke

1 went to the toilet to take care of the puke-er

1 went out of the club to call or meet her bf. I cant remember.



Next thing I know, im outside pacific plaza. The puker was beside me, half concuss. The one calling her bf was whining away. The only sober one (not me) was bz taking care of us. Haha.

And we saw LJ. He was just going to venom while we were about to go home already. And he had to help the sober one take care of us.

Damn funny sial. Cos he was cursing and swearing that he damn sway. Go out to party but b4 he can enjoy, he has to take care of 3 drunkards. But wat to do, his old lover is there mah... (ahem... Muahahahaha)


Yeah, and that sums up that faithful clubbing experience.


We reach the club at 9pm.
We reach home at 1am.



That was, in my history, the only time I reach the club the earliest and I reach home the earliest as well...

Clatzz reflected on 6:01 PM