I did not recognize, the fire burning in my eyes, the chaos that controlled my mind.
Okay enough, I just love that line. Heh.
The hiatus thing still seemed to be going on, and I’m sacrificing my rest time to update my daily log (which I love to do so).
Cherie’s birthday may be well over a month, but the night was crazy and wild that it stuck in my head for weeks. Minty also finally updated the pics, and since I stupidly forgotten to bring my camera, we all had to depend on her godly one. So all credits to her! I only did the editing though. Heh.
Can’t. Help. It.
So here goes.
In school Radio Heatwave were helping out at a school event named Splash! party (which turns out to be a complete failure anyway) and we lingered around the Alumni area till about 10PM, an hour before the speakers exploded and the night foiled.
I got changed and headed down to Loof to find a couple of girls seated cosily in one of the bird cages. In any case, I really hated the glass flooring because though I know it was covered, I still felt this high sense of insecurity and tend to step over it than on it. Especially when I looked down. Freaky.
I mean, we four girls are already considered early, reaching at 11PM.
Slowly the filed in and I think I should kick the habit of messaging when I’m out. It’s just plain rude but I always fail to adhere to that principle. 😦
While waiting for the crowd to file in, the professional clubbers picked Clicquot Veuve as their selected champagne of the night. I must say, Loof isn’t exactly the cheapest place around and in fact one of the pricier ones around that area.
Meanwhile the birthday girl went to pick up two of her friends from TP so we went on lighting up the “everlasting” candles and put them on Ying’s handmade cupcakes (awesomeness!)!
So along came two gorgeous babes donned in dance outfits and make-up.
Like my sister, they just finished their dance concert in school. They cabbed down.
One’s called Stephanie, and the other one Ying Ying.
We each had a share of champagne and it was bubbly so I got red.
We sang the Birthday song pretty loudly for the birthday girl, Cherie.
Of the good company, two were not there yet, Ah Hui and Will (new!).
It’s been some time since I met them girls and once again each had undergone certain transformations be it in behaviour or appearances. But I guess that’s life and I’ve come to accept whatever they’re doing! Heh.
Cheers to all of us independent babes! Hee.
So being the birthday girl and all means being in the spotlight and open to sabotage. Thus Hui Shi came up with this idea of kissing or giving cupcakes or something. Cherie particularly eyed this one and said he’s a cutie who looked like Edison Chen. So there, a proof.
Plus I chose a dao but nice waiter that she to present the cupcake to, whom in return bought her a sweeeeeeeet drink of strawberries. Hui Shi then started deducing what was the meaning behind the drink. According to her, different drinks you received actually conveys a different message. Curious.
Gotta thanks the birthday girl for the invitation! 😀
Upon leaving Loof, Will came and greeted us with a coy smile, and only to release his inner devil later.
We took on separate cabs headed towards boat quay and settled in this small KTV pub.
The pros went on to open a bottle of whisky, or also known as Scotch.
The graffitti girls group seemed to have shrunk. (Goodness! Wai is BACKKKKKK!)
The alcohol kicks in. Into almost. Every. One. Of. Us. I can’t deny I was injected with the sweet poison.
But I saw like the other side of the girls, and of course the real drunk, Will.
I quote him, ” Not Wilfred, not William, just Will”. He said that, tipsy.
Plus, he kept complaining that why it wasn’t our turn to sing, and that the next table’s singing was horrible. He even proceeded to shout, “You know what, go and tell them their singing is like shit!” *throws ice cube at them*. 0,0
“I’m not drunk! I know 1 + 1 = 4, and 2 + 2 = 8! Hahahahahaha!”
Cherie went bonkers that night too and had to be taken care of.
Will is mental (please ah, I’m kidding here). Guess what, he couldn’t remember us, okay or rather just me the following day. At all. After all he told me about his interests and where he lives and showed me videos of himself……doing gymnastics. Bastard. 😛
I gotta thank the guy for the lift home from Ying’s friend, Ting Yao (I didn’t get to see his face). And I still think he’s into her. I mean, why would any guy be available at 4AM to beck-and-call if he has no motive (in a nice kind of way lah)?!
And this one’s to 5 years of friendship/acquaintance, and counting. Toodles! 🙂