Friday, September 14, 2012
How I met your mother
I cannot believe I wasted half a year not watching this tv show. I blame myself. I judge too easily. I beg your pardon oh god of awesome tv shows, please do continue to shower love by creating more amazing tv shows like GOT and HIMYM and TBBT. The world needs humour now more than ever. As such, 2012 is close coming to an end and the world is still here, may it continue to be so.
First clubbing experience
My first time~
People always say clubbing is a bad thing since I was young. Its been drilled into my head that clubbing will destroy your life. Alcoholic, drug addict, drinks get spiked, genna rape~ sure everyone has heard one or more of these about the oh so scary club.
Well it wasn't that bad~ went clubbing with SH darling and her friends (whom I have never met in my life but are nice people) last friday or the friday before, can't remember because boss has been swamping me with work these last few weeks. Anyway it was after work that I went home, freshened up, fused over what I should wear, and then met up with darling at vivo at 10pm. Loved how the train was wonderfully empty. It was really quiet inside. No one talked on the phone, or sneezed, not even music from headphones could be heard. It was like a silent apocalypse. 2 weeks after and I can still remember that.
Anyway, after I arrived 15 minutes late as usual (sorry darling) darling and I chionged to st james powerhouse. I was so excited, embarrassing yea, unlike the cool headed me~ hahaz. As most of my friends know, i am really awkward around strangers and people I hardly know. I tend to use my default face a lot, the one that looks like im scowling~ But darling's friends were extraordinarily nice! This coming from a socially awkward person, thanks guys ^^ Of course that all changed when we hit the dance floor hahaz, but more on that later. In total, our group had 5 girls and 2 guys, pretty safe? hahaz
Everyone drank Chivas with coke, tasted horrid, but ah well, they said it was to get high so ... bottoms up. You could see after a few drinks some people were either getting sleepy or talking slightly louder~ Movements started to turn sluggish, it was all so fascinating to watch! Darling was one of the few who got sleepy hahaz. I myself was holding up pretty well, but when you look at the photo hmmmmm.... looks sleepy, but I highly contribute it to my naturally lined eyes, if you know what I mean. sigh~ they really are 2 dashes on my face~
A whole bottle of Chivas and coke and several nuggets later, it was off to the club! I really really really hate the part of the club outside that people smoke in. It is a miasma of nicotine and god knows what else is in those little wrapped pieces of paper. It was a small club, nothing extra fancy, ok ok lights. The music was pounding in my ears the whole time. When some techno version of a great song starts up, it is ball cringing and... sigh~ but the music wasn't all together too bad most of the time. Man did we rock it out on the dance floor! I mean what up hahaz
Really squeezy though and at one time this girl was grinding me urgh, nit an experience I thought i'd have. Ever.
Ok this time I admit I was a little high. Just look at that eye liner lol. I seriously couldn't control my movements as well as I usually did, darling had to help me out with my eyes liner mess lol
After 6 hours of non stop dancing, I think we still looked ok hahaz. Well that concluded my first clubbing experience, or so I thought... It was still about 5 am, so we had to wait an hour more before the buses or trains were in service again. So the best place to crash? Macdonalds~ It was a wipe out lol!! half of us were heads flat on the table snoozing. So. Dam. Tired. 3 days after that? Still. Dam. Tired. and I think my hearing was irrecovably destroyed, because every time I covered my ears I could hear a constant string of static...!
But it was fun and I can't wait to go again! This time maybe just with darlings and L? Its easier to dance with people who know your dance patterns, and in general people whom you know. Actually I want to club with err onglai? powerrangers? c gang? I don't even know what we are called anymore~ lol its interesting to watch people go into party mode~
Thanks to the awesome people who watched out for me in the club! ^^
Ciao~
People always say clubbing is a bad thing since I was young. Its been drilled into my head that clubbing will destroy your life. Alcoholic, drug addict, drinks get spiked, genna rape~ sure everyone has heard one or more of these about the oh so scary club.
Well it wasn't that bad~ went clubbing with SH darling and her friends (whom I have never met in my life but are nice people) last friday or the friday before, can't remember because boss has been swamping me with work these last few weeks. Anyway it was after work that I went home, freshened up, fused over what I should wear, and then met up with darling at vivo at 10pm. Loved how the train was wonderfully empty. It was really quiet inside. No one talked on the phone, or sneezed, not even music from headphones could be heard. It was like a silent apocalypse. 2 weeks after and I can still remember that.
Anyway, after I arrived 15 minutes late as usual (sorry darling) darling and I chionged to st james powerhouse. I was so excited, embarrassing yea, unlike the cool headed me~ hahaz. As most of my friends know, i am really awkward around strangers and people I hardly know. I tend to use my default face a lot, the one that looks like im scowling~ But darling's friends were extraordinarily nice! This coming from a socially awkward person, thanks guys ^^ Of course that all changed when we hit the dance floor hahaz, but more on that later. In total, our group had 5 girls and 2 guys, pretty safe? hahaz
Everyone drank Chivas with coke, tasted horrid, but ah well, they said it was to get high so ... bottoms up. You could see after a few drinks some people were either getting sleepy or talking slightly louder~ Movements started to turn sluggish, it was all so fascinating to watch! Darling was one of the few who got sleepy hahaz. I myself was holding up pretty well, but when you look at the photo hmmmmm.... looks sleepy, but I highly contribute it to my naturally lined eyes, if you know what I mean. sigh~ they really are 2 dashes on my face~
A whole bottle of Chivas and coke and several nuggets later, it was off to the club! I really really really hate the part of the club outside that people smoke in. It is a miasma of nicotine and god knows what else is in those little wrapped pieces of paper. It was a small club, nothing extra fancy, ok ok lights. The music was pounding in my ears the whole time. When some techno version of a great song starts up, it is ball cringing and... sigh~ but the music wasn't all together too bad most of the time. Man did we rock it out on the dance floor! I mean what up hahaz
Really squeezy though and at one time this girl was grinding me urgh, nit an experience I thought i'd have. Ever.
Make up in the toilet~
After 6 hours of non stop dancing, I think we still looked ok hahaz. Well that concluded my first clubbing experience, or so I thought... It was still about 5 am, so we had to wait an hour more before the buses or trains were in service again. So the best place to crash? Macdonalds~ It was a wipe out lol!! half of us were heads flat on the table snoozing. So. Dam. Tired. 3 days after that? Still. Dam. Tired. and I think my hearing was irrecovably destroyed, because every time I covered my ears I could hear a constant string of static...!
But it was fun and I can't wait to go again! This time maybe just with darlings and L? Its easier to dance with people who know your dance patterns, and in general people whom you know. Actually I want to club with err onglai? powerrangers? c gang? I don't even know what we are called anymore~ lol its interesting to watch people go into party mode~
Thanks to the awesome people who watched out for me in the club! ^^
Ciao~
Sunday, September 9, 2012
I can be nice and polite but do not fuck with me
I realize I may not be the nicest person in the world 24/7 when I get really annoyed and then pissed, especially when my period is 4 weeks late. This right here, is a boiling turmoil of hormonal frustration and don't fuck with me-ness. With added work related stress and a recent reaction to the haze, coupled with the flu i caught, that turmoil ain't going no where near fluffy cloud town with a pretty rainbow. No teletubies gonna run over the hill. So yea mum today, or this weekend where I have been sick and am in the worst possible mood for another one of your "why are you so lazy, your father has just worked a 12 hour shift and you just sit there while he does the dishes" yea mum, I despicably refused to wash the dishes because my hands DO NOT react to the dishwashing soap, NOT BECAUSE I may be dripping mucus every fucking 10 seconds, ESPECIALLY NOT when I'm having a fever, and OF COURSE NOT BECAUSE I'm in a pissy mood. Oh and one more thing, amongst the three children that you conceived, am I the only one not at home on the weekend. Am I not the only one who ate dinner, was I the one who flushed the toilet with the sit up when someone's towel was so obviously just above. Fuck this shit, I try to be understanding and I try to not be a selfish bitch, but woman, some days you make me wanna shove it in your face how much of a selfish bitch I can be and have the potential to be if you keep messing with my mental stability at the moment.
But seriously, it must be so awesome to be a selfish lying son of a bitch with no conscience. You die with no regrets. But maybe I'm thinking too much and it's the hormones inducing this kind I reaction to an otherwise daily routine where my mother speaks to me like I'm the only child she bore whom has to be the dutiful daughter who takes care of the house 24/7 like I don't have a life and this is not my weekend off fighting a flu and the fucking haze. Yes my two brothers are not people, they are fuckin princes in their ivory tower. Oh boo hoo one hates his job and is miserable, ad the other is having an awesome time partying and forsaking his future, yea mum I know but maybe I have problems too? Yea I don't blather on about my problems or brood miserably, but at least I try to deal with them on my own. That DOES NOT mean I have to listen to every single person's fucking problem in the family. Yes I'm nice and listen to all that crap frequently because I am stuck in the same beadroom as you but give me some fuckin space. Just a little? Is that so much to ask. I really need to blow off some steam but guess what, I feel like crap because I an sick. The world is so full of fucking clichés. I need to beat up something an make it cry to complete the package.
But seriously, it must be so awesome to be a selfish lying son of a bitch with no conscience. You die with no regrets. But maybe I'm thinking too much and it's the hormones inducing this kind I reaction to an otherwise daily routine where my mother speaks to me like I'm the only child she bore whom has to be the dutiful daughter who takes care of the house 24/7 like I don't have a life and this is not my weekend off fighting a flu and the fucking haze. Yes my two brothers are not people, they are fuckin princes in their ivory tower. Oh boo hoo one hates his job and is miserable, ad the other is having an awesome time partying and forsaking his future, yea mum I know but maybe I have problems too? Yea I don't blather on about my problems or brood miserably, but at least I try to deal with them on my own. That DOES NOT mean I have to listen to every single person's fucking problem in the family. Yes I'm nice and listen to all that crap frequently because I am stuck in the same beadroom as you but give me some fuckin space. Just a little? Is that so much to ask. I really need to blow off some steam but guess what, I feel like crap because I an sick. The world is so full of fucking clichés. I need to beat up something an make it cry to complete the package.
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