Some friends mentioned that being my boyfriend is tough. He won’t be able to do dodgy shit behind my back because I tend to find out sooner or later. That’s because I know people AND I know people who knows people.

But the problem comes when I’m the one engaging in dodgy activities, as I so recently found out. Ehehehe.

I’m trying to gain weight for reasons a handful of my close friends know about. And what do you know, my monster appetite totally disappeared. I think there’s an inner rebel in me.

Since my last unfinished post, I’ve been on the go. Meeting up with a few cliques of friends, eating good food, shopping, horsing around, chatting, dancing…too many things happened…and since I was stoning half the time cuz of my screwed up sleep cycle. Everything’s a blur now. There is one thing still clear in my head though, Seafood Marina at Marche is awesome.

Another thing. 5 hours of sleep in 3 days is something I’ll not attempt ever again. Some friends asked me to go to MOS on Saturday night (third night). By Saturday afternoon, I have established that there is no way I’m clubbing that night. If I did, I am positively sure it’ll be the end of me. But I’m sorry to say that I went to Bar None on Sunday night, only calling it a night at 4.30am and I’m paying for it cuz I’m nursing a pretty bad sore throat right now.

Argh, this will not do. I’m gonna try turning into books for entertainment now.

I’ve been to Momo a couple of times but I never had so much fun before. The music selection improved tremendously and it isn’t as smoky or hot as it used to. Most importantly, the people I went with, Willy and his group of friends and my dear Aileen, are pretty fun.

Me and Aileen were doing some ugly moves just to threw people off their guards and to amuse ourselves. She did the William Hung hand wave and I did some stupid jiggle/wiggle thingamajig. We actually did them in the floor clearing where one guy was previously flaunting his moves for all to see. We kinda just walked right in after he stopped and started wiggling. It was really quite awful. Hahaha. Ended the night with Tom Yam Soup from Spize Cafe at River Valley Road. Super yum!

I think I’m not gonna sleep today. Going to town soonish (I think I’m not even gonna wash my face or put on fresh make up), then there is this birthday celebration thingy… But definately no more clubbing for me, my back is aching from too many twists.

I seriously think my dance progress has reached its peak and is coming down. It’s frustrating when I find myself always repeating the same moves. I need a new inspiration. That said, I think this lady here, have one of the best dance chorographer around.

Here are my take on singers who can dance. I don’t expect our opinions to match. Just for your information, if you’re interested.

Ciara
Totally love her style but I don’t think it’ll appeal to everyone. And clubs don’t appreciate style like hers anyway. Video to watch: 1 2 step.

Beyonce
She improved tremendously. In the very beginning, Kelly was the dancey one. Now she’s friggin good. Video to watch: Lose my Breath

Janet Jackson
Awesome chorography, great style, catchy songs. Video to watch: All For You.

Britney
Love the style, great chorography, love the bod. Watch: Slave for you, Boom Boom and Prerogative (remix version).

PCD
Technical skills are awesome but boring chorography. Style too generic.

Shakira.
OMG that butt. Those abs. But that’s like the only thing she’s good at. Quite enough though. Video to watch: Objection.

J Lo
Don’t think she’s that good leh..

Hmm gtg probably finish this later.

Decided to put lighter make up to dance in mos earlier cuz there was no gig anyway. Just had loose powder and brown eye shadow….but I ended up with so much clog pores… I don’t have that problem when I used liquid + powder. Maybe you’re not supposed to use loose powder only? Hmmmm…

Anyway, I’m becoming bitchier…good for me I guess. I usually have to rely on my friends to get people to foff. Tonight, I gestured this guy to move back cuz he kept eating up my space. Then told this ah beng to stop hovering around me because that was seriously what he did for like 20 minutes, he’s so friggin pesky! We had to go outside to escape from him and his bunch of friends, before going in again for a game of hide and seek. Anyway, the crowd was so boring, made me miss hanging out with the dance people. Well, can’t really complain since I didn’t pay a cent…. music was too hiphop but it was good, maybe I’m a bit biased cuz the DJ is really nice…no airs about him at all. Plus he’s rather cute.

My sister got accepted into University of Edinburgh and University of Birmingham but she still haven’t gotten her results yet. How the hell did that work out? About my sister, I suppose she’s really really good in school. Top student, head prefect, npcc head, rugby team and all that kinda shit. And Aileen was asking if I’m jealous of her, which is a surprising question since Aileen should know me well enough to know I don’t get jealous over this kinda stuff.

Guess we want really different things in life. I never cared for results and shit. I would leisurely print my readings a few days before the paper then burn the midnight oil or give up. I remembered my uncle came by the house a day before one of my o’levels paper and I was watching TV. He was like, no need to study huh… I was like haha later…and he scorned at me probably thinking I’m gonna fail! I’m not particularly smart but I know how much to do to get by…..and that’s enough.

But I think the sister is rather happy at the acceptance so, congratulations to her!

Anyway, MEME from LELE!!!

Currently: Eating and typing

Addicted to: Britney Spears

Annoyed @: Myself for being a big sloth

Watching: I’m usually watching Discovery Travel cuz I love Anthony Bourdain, Jamie Oliver, Nigelia and Megan from globetrekkers. HBO if there are good movies. And of cuz, the Friends reruns in Star Channel. It is still my all time favourite TV show.

Eating: Latest rave is Maggi Mee (Curry)

Random har har conversation:
Jackson: I can shoot something else (cheeky look)
Me: Ya, saliva. (some landed on my arm)

Latest Compliment: While drooling over the cars outside mos, friend said I’m like a Porche and another friend a Toyota. I thought it was rather rude of him but well, can’t deny I’m a lil flattered.

My profound effect on men: Nothing much.

Reading: Death of an Ordinary Man

Just finished reading: LOTR Trilogy, actually…I’m still on the third book.

Spending: Too much time doing stupid things.

Irritated w/ : Myself. See above. See this.

By the way, this is really fun!

Come come! Insult me!! Opt for anonymity lest I stop talking to you altogether, if we’re in talking terms in the first place.

If you’re guilty after the bashings, the Johari Window is still available.

Anyway, watched Seed of Chucky this morning. I have no idea how a decent horror flick could evolved into some crappy comedy, but it made me miss the good ol Child’s Play, which was fashionably scary when I was a kid.

Watched The Last Samurai late last night too. I have no idea how the once sexy Tom Cruise could evolved into a fat midget, but it made me miss the old ol Tom, who was really quite hot when I was a kid.

The above observations plainly conclude that, HBO has become my new best friend.

Describe me!

My Phone
Anyway, I’m loving my motorola phone. People have been warning me against its shitty software but I’m quite fine with it. In fact, I prefer it over my old nokia. The worst user interface I’ve used has got to be NEC or siemens. I feel like tearing out the keypads whenever I need to send a text message. Motorola rocks! And it’s pink! Woohoo!

I was choosing ringtones for the phone and I realise there isn’t a decent hiphop track that I wanna use. I don’t listen to hiphop when I’m listening to music, I don’t pay much attention to the lyrics when I dance to hiphop. Now that I’m sitting down and looking through my playlist for that one song I’m not ashamed to play in the public, I realise how just how tacky most hiphop songs are. Maybe I’ve already know, just didn’t wanna admit. But here, I’ll admit this now. Hiphop is tacky.

I’ll bring you to my candy shop, we’re going down down baby, can you keep up, baby boy, let me lose my breath…..wtf??

Family
I wish my parents would stop treating me so friggin well especially since I do not deserve it. They’re making me feel really bad. I have the best parents in the world! My friends all think so too! You know how people always ask questions like if you can trade places with anyone in the world who would you trade places with? I never felt anyone was appealing enough if it means I have to trade my parents or family. Cuz I’m damn sure nothing beats this one.

There was this one incident back in sec school. My classmate’s mum died and I imagined how it could have happened to me and I started sobbing in class…then in the end everyone thought my mum also passed away. Diao.

Hmph
One part of a very infuriating conversation

Shawn: I assumed you know dreamweaver because you said you’re a web designer.

This dude wasted like 2 months of my time asking me NOT to find another job because he assumed I know how to use dreamweaver when I’ve never stated anywhere in my resume that I use dreamweaver. Do you know he posted me to RGS to teach IT without even letting me know what the course was all about or knowing my credentials. And now he’s insinuating that I’m lying to him about being a web designer!? Wtf wtf! WHAT THE FUCK! No decent web designer I know use dreamweaver you stupid asshole.

Nightmares
You know you get hit on too often when you start getting nightmares of getting hit on by….cute guys. That or I’m turning lesbian.

You know you’re going to MOS too often when you start having vivids dreams of dancing in MOS podium or telling your dream friends you’re going to MOS or of yourself walking to MOS. If you dreamt all three, it’s quite safe to say that you’re obsessed.

So freakin tired, body aching all over…a few groups of friends are going to MOS later but I really cannot make it tonight. I feel a fever coming.

Anyhoo. I’m a hollywood IT girl now because I just got my pink razr! Woohoo! Nevermind that I’m a season late, nevermind that the IT girls are using sidekicks now. Better late than never eh?

I love pink!! Besides, it’s not the girly candy pink that I despise. It’s super hot sexy ooh la la pink!

I found a job as an IT trainer early last month. They wented to sent me to a few schools but it didn’t happened cuz of some issues. Now, there is another shit cropped up again and I’m having second thoughts about this. So it’s back to job searching again I suppose, really have to put in extra effort this time. I’m so glad I’ve still got events to fall back on, I like the friends I’ve made in this tiny industry.

Met Aileen, her brother and her colleague for dinner at chinatown. Saw Jaze briefly cuz she wanted to pass me something Shirley Jie bought for me in her Japan trip. I love it! Went down to Mohamad Sultan where I got my gig venue wrong! I was supposed do dance at gotham penthouse but I went to MIA instead. Kua kua kua…there goes my moolah. Would probably met Natasha at gotham la.

Well, met up with Paul instead. Was supposed to accompany Aileen to this Nokia launch party at attica but I’m too cowardly to talk to Cash. Ahahah. Shit. So joined Paul and Terrence and their other friends at this wine place instead. *yawns* Then James joined us and after nattering for 2 hours…they all decided to….go home! 1 am. Home? NooOooo….

Sent SOS messages to everyone to know their whereabouts in a feeble attempt to save myself from early retirement for the night. I’ve got friends in Attica, Devils, Dblo and Phunk but deep inside, I know I’m just yearning for MOS. Hoping that somebody would be in MOS.

I was so about to surrender and head home when fellow dancer messaged me telling me she’s right outside MOS. Hurray! MOS!!!!

So that’s basically my Friday Night. Time to sleep now..

1) Lame people. However, every encounter is a potential topic of amusement for me and my girlfriends so.. keep coming baby!

2) Smartass. Can’t believe how oblivious they can be to their stupidity, annoying.

3) Humourless people. My arch nemesis, obviously. I don’t mind them not liking the joke, but it’s the totally not feeling it part that drives me crazy. Or they could be uppity people only open themselves to complex humour, like epigram and satire…or anything they “think” the average person can’t catch. I prefer people who can laugh at anything whether it’s crude, dark, spontaneous or just plain stupid.

Which leads to number four.

4) Boring people who can’t shut up. Either they are purposely inhibiting their fun side to shine forth cuz of reasons I’ve yet to discover (in fact, I haven’t bother to know till now. Wait, no. Actually, I still don’t care.) or are completely exempted from things in life that make people interesting. Worse if they kept imposing their ideas on you under serious delusion of them being avant-garde and provocative. *grunts*

5) Gross people. People who spit, dig their noses, stick their snots under tables or do anything other gross shit like that in the public. The only thing I want to say to them is, “why are you so damn dirty?”

6) Stupid girls who stare. I often have to take the train in boots and minis before my dance shows. There will always be stupid girls looking at me like I’m some freak. The street fashion in Singapore is so boring and people think you’re vain when you try to dress up. It’s not that I don’t like wearing cotton tees and denim jeans and boring shit like that… I’m just leaving them for old age, which shows that I have my limits, slutty Ah-Mms are a no go for me.. otherwise, have it, flaunt it.

I never scowl at girls who show off their trim tummies, long legs or ample cleavage, I appreciate them if done tastefully. Problem comes when there are people with narrow-minded opinions over what’s slutty. Have you read about how this woman got jailed for exposing her kneecaps back in the 1900s? I hope those uptight people realised they are one century too late, they’ll fit right in then. Anyway, I totally made up the part about the kneecaps but I’m sure something similiar happened before. Ahaha.

Misunderstood People

1) Bitches. Don’t hate girls who are honest about what they think of you. At least they are honest.

2) Sweet girly girls. I don’t hang out with them, I don’t hate them either. They can be a bit annoying or boring but hey hey, they’ll gonna be so good in cooking and I don’t wanna feel awkard knocking at their doors every other day you know.

3) Muds/mats?. I know chinese who avoid them but I think I’m a mud wannabe. Back in secondary school when I was in npcc, people mistook me for a malay all the time cuz I was damn tan from all the footdrills and boy was I pleased. I still get people asking me if I’m malay in the clubs, where everybody looks dark anyway… that’s a compliment! Malays are always fun and outgoing. I know it’s stereotypical but so far it has always been accurate.

cotton ๑۩๑ juicy couture says (12:18 PM):
quit is like cut right?
cotton ๑۩๑ juicy couture says (12:18 PM):
past and present both the same right?
ғαғғι : what a boring person. *yawns* says (12:18 PM):
irregardless!

Found a good place for a wrong word.

Weekend. Time for moolah. Fashion show, 2 dance gigs and the most unglamourous job of handing out flyers which is ironically the most well paid.

The guy who made me smile yesterday is a himbo. I’m not complaining. Anyway, isn’t that Michael Buble song charming? I swear, if a guy do a slow dance with me on that song, I’ll just meeelt. Two more points if he’s cute, ten if he’s a geek. Fifty points if he’s _____. Ahaha secret.

Have been eating loads today, 2 breadsticks, 2 chocolate cakes, yami yogurt, one big bowl of yong tau foo, one carton of magnolia fresh milk. Which reminds me, I’ve heard at least a dozen times, that drinking milk and/or eating papaya helps you become better endowed in the chest area. Take it from someone who is a fan of both, that’s pure rubbish.

Anyway, uploaded a new song. Gonna club later, after a gig and a dance by ensemble…so this song is quite appropriate. I used to like it a lot, kinda reminds me of Janet.J, also reminds me of all the clubbing trips I have with my girls.

Britney Spears – Anticipating

Top down on the strip
Lookin’ in the mirror and I’m checkin’ out my lipstick
Girlfriends up in the back, we’re out for an all night
Feelin’ so crazy cool
Vibe so right, don’t know if they’re ready for it
Valet baby here’s the keys, about to step inside
Skip on the drinks, head to the floor
Makin’ my way ‘n’ that’s for sure
My body’s taken over ‘n’ I want some more

CHORUS
I’ll be anticipating
This is our song they’re playin’
I wanna rock with you
You’re feelin’ this right, let’s do this tonight

Step up baby don’t be shy
I know you’re feelin’ me, ‘cuz you’re givin’ me the eye and I
Don’t want to play around, baby watch me move
Check this, let’s make a scene
Don’t leave me waitin’ longer, why you wanna make me long for ya
Move it baby, over here, so we can set it off
We can get down to the DJ’s sound
Feelin’ so good baby all around
Feelin’ kinda naughty come ‘n get me now

CHORUS- repeat

You gotta really let me know if you want me
You gotta turn me on and make me feel sexy
You gotta show me you got everything I need

Just got myself a new music player so I can upload a romantic song for you all! see?? Am I nice or am I considerate? I think I’m very much both. I haven’t said this for a long time….but gosh, I’m awesome!

I like this one because you can resize the damn thing, unlike that ugly radio blog. Upcoming version of radio blog is apparently resizable but I have no patience to wait for that. And this one plays crystal clear mp3s too! Nice!

Michael Buble – Put Your Head on my Shoulder

Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, baby
Squeeze me oh so tight
Show me, that you love me too

Put your lips next to mine,dear
Won’t you kiss me once, baby
Just a kiss goodnight, maybe
You and I will fall in love

Some people say that love’s a game
A game you just can’t win
If there’s a way
I’ll find it someday
And then this fool will rush in

Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
Words I want to hear, tell me
Tell me that you love me too

Some people say that love’s a game
A game you just can’t win
If there’s a way
I’ll find it someday
And then this fool will rush in

Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
Words I want to hear, tell me

Put your head on my shoulder

I was recuperating the energy spent in my weekend madness by sleeping my Sunday away. But I was sleeping so much, my head started throbbing whenever I woke up…so I just slept it off again! I felt so sluggish from all the sleep, I didn’t feel like doing anything else anyway. But I hate how I was feeling, so I told my mum to wake me up early on Monday morning for a run that was VERY much needed, just to get the blood moving again.

The run SUCKS. My heart rate was so bad! It kept hitting 90% of my max heart rate even though I was almost running to a crawl, which was a bit embarrasing cuz I was SO SLOW. After a while, I stopped bothering and ran my ass off while my heart rate monitor beeped away happily, warning me how I might just die from a heart attack any moment. Bad idea cuz I started having dizzy spells and weird imaginations, like having a beeping time bomb on me and being chased by assasins hot at my heels. Think I ran about 6+ km. Six kilometers of hell.

Anyway, we met this little sweetie pie on Friday while I was having dinner. I kept dropping random seafood to this kitty much to the annoyance of my friends, or better known as the heartless people. Look at it! I’m not a fan of cats but that pair of mournful watery eyes rendered me powerless against it.

Trivial: I rock at Dai Dee.

Download the game from this site

Dinner

Dinner at Breeks was yummylicious. The whipped potato is really one of the best! Had Hazelnut Latte and Chocolate Cake to top.

After the layout, went straight into club mode for the weekends.

Friday

- Finally met The Douglas that Aileen was always talking about. Like his sarcastic humour.
- Checked out this SDU speed dating event. We were planning to join but were not game enough in the end. Guys should join this, the girls there are not bad.
- Had a nice dinner (Tom Yam Soup #1) followed by girls talk over coffee at TCC. It was great hanging out with my pals, just too bad we don’t do this often.
- Went to this club call Phunk in MS cuz we were craving for some dancing, managed to get the cover charge waived by promising to perform. Think we did a great job cuz we are welcome to drop by in the future.

Saturday

- Was a official for this SDU game at Cine Leisure. Saw the Singapore Idol crowd. Not bad at all!
- Spicy dinner in Wisma (Tom Yam Soup #2)
- Met up with Kae Fong and Arpita at Plaza Singapura
- Dropped by Bar Opium Indochine (such a nice place to chill) before heading over to Attica. Manager of Attica was kinda hot, he said I look good today…which is probably something that rolls out of his mouth outta habit, but I was not expecting it and could only managed a stupid sounding ooh thanks before I scurried inside. Yea real smooth, Priscilla.
- Can’t resist the draw of MOS and went there at 2.30, not before stopping by one night stand for a quick dance.
- Met a couple of friends over there, found another friend who had the connections to get us in free. She said I can call her anytime I wanna go. Sweet!
- Went back to Attica to look for other bunch of friends only to find out that they had already left for Spize Cafe. So Kae Fong drove back to get us for supper (Tom Yam Soup #3, BEST one)

Sunday

Slept throughout the day. Only waking up strategically for food.

Wasn’t diggin the previous layout and its sweet candy colours. Bleh, it was too cute for me. I love my new layout! In fact, I’m so satisfied, I’ve rewarded myself with 2 bags of cadbury roasted almond chocolates, that’s 1000 Calories down and I haven’t even wake up for the day!

I must admit that coding for wordpress can be quite a bitch when your template is a huge mishmash of clashing codes, unnecessary tags, overlapping styles and whatnot. I took less than 2 hours to design but the whole effing night to code. Tamade.

Design stuff

80s/Graffiti inspired.

I just have to do a layout with some fafinettes in it. They were actually quite heavily edited, but the style of fafinette is too distinctive to hide. Featured model is none other than my goddess, Adriana Lima. Aye, so hot!

I once had a conversation with a friend who was against kissing strangers, and I thought he wasn’t thinking about all the possibilities when he said that, so I asked him “But if the stranger happens to be Adriana Lima, would you kiss her?” He said no and I was like “That’s the biggest bullshit I’ve ever heard. If she would let me, I’m so kissing her.” In fact, I would rather kiss Adriana Lima than say, Brad Pitt. Er…pretend I didn’t say that.

Designed something new today using photo manipulation. And unless you’re a photographer yourself, your raw materials are often someone else’s work. This means you can’t publish without prior permission. Sometimes the photos are so drastically edited, you can’t really recognise the original from it, so you can sorta bluff your way through I guess. But the picture I used is so pretty, I didn’t have the heart to ruin it. And I’ll feel bad using it without permission so on my desktop it shall stay. Hehe.

Anyway, if you’re interested in digital art. You can check out the subcategories under digital art at Deviantart for some good examples. Personally, I’m most impressed by 3 Dimensional Art, besides I think that’s where all the big money go to. Gosh, if I can’t marry a programmer, I think I wanna marry a graphic designer. Uh so sexy.

Did another photo manipulation piece today. I think I took a long time, but I do love it! Will probably put it up tomorrow.

Secret operation going on tomorrow too. Might be elaborating in a private post cuz this is quite amusing. Ahaha. :X

PS: Creamy Mami is not porn! It’s an anime! Hahahaha rofl.

Met the worst agent ever yesterday. I don’t know what the hell was he thinking, asking me to drop by hotel intercontinental, introducing me and Aileen to his client and finished off with a superb disappearing act. Me and Aileen spent a few hours entertaining his client. Like wtf. Bloody waste of time. Eh not that I have anything important to do but I was watching Lord of the Rings at HBO. Hello? Lord of the Rings?

Anyway, movie buffs can test your knowledge with the Fun Movie Quiz. It is tough for me! I didn’t recognise most of the movies there. Sheesh. Click on the following for answers if you’re stuck.

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Natasha, Aileen, Me. These are from my camera. I don’t really like taking pictures you’ll have to settle for these. Y’all should run after Aileen for her camera. It is loaded with eye-candies. *yum*

Anyway, how do girls pick up guys?

juicy couture says (4:55 PM):
he’s not THAT cute but i just couldn’t help looking at him
juicy couture says (4:55 PM):
and when i got off the train i was quite sad he didn’t talk to me
juicy couture says (4:55 PM):
think he caught me looking at him through the reflection
ғαғғι says (4:55 PM):
did he know you were looking at him?
juicy couture says (4:55 PM):
i think so
ғαғғι says (4:56 PM):
was there eye contact?
juicy couture says (5:00 PM):
eye contact through the glass… he was sitting next to me
juicy couture says (5:00 PM):
i looked at his reflction in the mirror across and i saw him look back lah ah but wth
juicy couture says (5:00 PM):
shit i was thinking of a smart pick up line and then all i could think of was
juicy couture says (5:02 PM):
“whats in the news today?” (he was reading the newspaper) but i thought that would make me sound stupid
juicy couture says (5:02 PM):
or “is that your name card? can i have one?” he was fiddling with his name card case
ғαғғι says (5:02 PM):
HAHAH
juicy couture says (5:03 PM):
or “did u just come from the gym?” he was wearing gym clothes and he was so damn buffed up lah… but that would make me sound bimbotic
ғαғғι says (5:03 PM):
actually you should just smile coyly and lick your lips
juicy couture says (5:03 PM):
………
juicy couture says (5:03 PM):
-_-”
ғαғғι says (5:03 PM):
and moan.. Mmmm…
ғαғғι says (5:03 PM):
HAHAHA
juicy couture says (5:03 PM):
…..
juicy couture says (5:03 PM):
wtf?
ғαғғι says (5:03 PM):
pick up line…seriously
ғαғғι says (5:03 PM):
too funny

If Friday night was long, Saturday night was bizarre.

Part One

Woke up at five, had dinner in Blue Jazz at Arab Street with Aileen and my family. Love the decor there, nice food too! Went to bugis to do a bit of shopping before we headed down to Clarke Quay. Checked out Gotham Penthouse and ended up outside MOS people watching. Realised Natasha was dancing in Gotham that night and wanted to visit her but Arpita and Prem turned up. We waltzed into Attica, courtesy of Arpita. Met some pretty friends of hers and danced a bit before hopping over to MOS.

Arpita used her charms on the bouncer again and the velvet ropes opened like magic.

Studio 54 was humid, Pure was nice, Smoove far too packed, main arena was a little spacey. Anyway,I was like smitten by this guy in MOS main arena’s podium. I went up there and did the ultimate anoying podium act of not doing anything. I was a little tired and house ain’t my cuppa tea. At one point, this guy came up and made a beeline to the front, overlooking the crowd like he was the captain of some ship. I would normally be annoyed when people who can’t dance block my girls from doing their stuff. But I wasn’t, cuz he had this presence. As if to redeem himself he started moving his hands to the beat and did some fancy footworks, which was weirdly hypnotizing. Haha. The only annoying part about him was that he took no notice of us at all! The ego bitches in us swiftly came up with the conclusion that he’s gay. Gosh we are losers.

But when we were about to leave, he stopped me and said “hey aren’t you dancing anymore?”. My head went, “was I dancing in the first place?” but I just told him I’m tired. Then he said “ok see you.” And that’s the end of that. What a sad story!

Part Two

Had supper at this place call Spize. Great food! I had Seafood Tom Yam Soup and it was so shiok! They had a crayfish in it. Woohoo!

Me and Aileen went back to MOS to meet up with her other friends. Found out that it closes at 4. Met one of Evies friend there too *hello*. Bummed around thinking of other places to go and Aileen kinda got talent scouted by this mediacorp guy. Hahahah

Finally decided to all go down to Devils. Ahhh DRAMA! To cut the long story short, we left there at 5.30 and went to this club in Marriot. Full of angmos! WTH. And I think they are deperate for girls cuz as soon as we went in we were like some mini celebrities. Then this girl came up to me asking if I want some customer. Huh!?!?! Really posh place but too bad it was full of dodgy caucasians.

Part Three
We were finally calling it a night and were waiting for cab by the roadside where we met this super loser stalkish guy who was so effing arrogant.

He was walking towards us and staring at us.

Me: Yea? What do you want?
Him: Where are you going?
Me: We’re going back?
Him: Going back where?
Me: Home?
Him: I know home la *annoying smirk* but WHERE? (he look so arrogant here I wanna slap him)
Me: That’s none of your business.
Him: Oh ok none of my business, none of my business…. (mutters to himself)

Aileen then pulled me away and I was thinking… OMG Mad man! Then he started following us, muttering to himself all the time. He actually had friends waiting at maccas for him who were looking at him like he’s some hero. That’s so bloody pathetic lah… He didn’t stop following us until Aileen threatened to call the police. That’s honestly the most pathetic person I’ve ever met.

So anyway, after that little episode, we decided to just take the train back. We were waiting at the road junction and this malay guy started making small chat and I kinda entertained him a bit. Aileen smacked me and called me a racist. Hahah.

Anyway, I’m dead tired. Just wanna write everything down and get it over and done with before I get too lazy to write anything at all. Off to shower now! Toodles!

Met feisty little Natasha for the first time. Dance scene is really small, I’ve seen her a couple of times in nightlife before. She can dance really well, probably one of the best I’ve seen, it was so stressful dancing with her. Gah.

Went to Devils after our little gig and it was full of dancers. But it was the trans who stole the limelight away. They were about 5 of them. Even prettier than Rebecca Tan in person, I kid you not. Then me and Rebecca (dancer) started sniggering about us being the REAL ones so alright, we know you’re drop dead gorgeous but whatever, I may look like an ass but I still win. Haha so sour grapes.

Anyway, haven’t dance so hard for so long. My body is really aching now. I wonder if I should crash into Aileen’s 9 am lecture. If I take a shower now, change into a fresh sets of clothes and take a bus to NUS, I’ll be on time.

She’s THE lecturer for your information, she’s teaching technoentrepreneaurship shit or some other equally badass sounding course. Aileen rocks!

Then we’re suppose to watch Chingay and then club at Attica later. Argh…friggin long day ahead.