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old r' us!

earlier yesterday evening, i threw temper at my Grandma.
she's so anal! can u believe it?!
i was about to go for dinner with Josh and his old pal, Liz.
Josh asked me to bring a bottle of wine since it's chilled in the fridge for eons.
Grandma saw me taking that bottle out and she immediately reacted like a hydrogen bomb!
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her reasoning was this:
alcohol was only to be consumed at home.
anyone who goes out with a full bottle of wine/anything alcoholic is of bad character.
i'll come back drunk after finishing up the whole bottle of wine.
girls are not supposed to drink.

what the fuck is this illogical reasoning?
if alcohol is only to be consumed at home, then all the restaurants and pubs can close down.
and my Dad often go out for dinner with a bottle of wine, so is he of bad character?
wine only has 15% of alcohol. and we have 3 people sharing a bottle. how to get drunk?
she's never met female wine sommeliers, has she not?

of course me being me, gave her a piece of my mind and yelled at her.
i am not an unreasonable person. i can accept ur reasons if they are convincing enough.
apparently, her illogical reasons only incurred my wrath.
gee... i don't have such problems with my parents.
i wonder whether it's generation gap, Grandma being too anal-conservative or i'm just a rebel...

met Liz for the first time after hearing so much for so long about her.
i'm impressed! she carries herself well.
she's has a great personality, really vivacious yet feminine.
she's quite pretty and 'hot'.
she's logical and non-bimbotic in her expressions. nice!

Josh and i thought that, if we intro-ed Liz to Benson.
and somehow they ended up together... they'll have beautiful kids!
they're children would have nice figure and long legs!
Liz is tall, slim and has long sexy legs.
Benson has a really well defined masculine figure.
Liz is pretty with small doe eyes.
Benson is good looking with chiselled features.
this genetic combination can't go wrong.
and they're all athletes! Liz is a runner and Ben's a swimmer.
this means that their kids will be healthy.
hey, i believe in eugenics.
pretty + handsome = beautiful children.
smart + smart = smart kids ( hence nurturing will be rather smooth since they're intelligent by birth)
rich + rich = richer (since the wealth of 2 families combine)

we had Italian dinner at Da Paolo's as usual.
a dinner there can't go wrong. they don't have weird foods unlike Spizza...
and service is really personal.
Liz likes sparkling distileld water! i like distilled water! ways of a Taitai!
and she likes to dip her bits of bread in olive oil mixed with balsamico.
heh... the tell-tale of signs of a gourmet diner. she likes grilled vege and fresh mozzorella too!
Liz had grilled lamb, Josh had fried calamari and beef steak.
i had mixed green salad and grilled vege.
now everyone thinks that i'm vegetarian.
the truth is, i like vegetables! and fruits! and seafood!
meat and poultry is too heavy for my taste palates.
beef is fine occasionally. pork doesn't thrill me. i don't take lamb.
vegetables like eggplants, zucchini and tomatoes are friendly!
we had wine to accompany out food. wrapped the nite up with a Tiramisu. wonderful!

we then went to Zouk after sending Liz home to change and bathe.
the crowd there were very young, and 'off'. all so beng and lian!
the guys were not good looking... the girls were not impressive.
they don't even know how to dress up!
i must say that the standard at Zouk has declined.
gone to other clubs are the beautiful people... what's left were those ought to be unseen.

Mambo's music has kinda became boring for me. no more excitment.
know what they will play. know the hand movements. bah...
the central podium was filled with not-good-looking, i-cannot-do-Mambo people.
there's this female with flabby arms and shaking like a soft drink can... how obscene!
quite a few fat guys taking up space there too. thinking they're so cool... wth...
the male podium was filled with... gays. (what's new?) ermm... they are handsome but... u get it.
Josh saw 2 males, an ang-mo and a chinese locking lips. Josh wanted to puke right there...
the female podium was filled with... hot babes. or are they transvestites?
i have a hard time telling who's a genuine all-naturel female and who's the he/she/it.
the wonders of cosmetic surgery and sex-change operations...
then there's many ang-mo couples hugging and dancing on the dancefloor.
and they're 40 yrs old and above... i can see the wrinkles on the women's face despite the dim lighting... and the husbands are bald-headed!

the dancefloor was packed with all sorts of weirdo... what a disappointment.
i wasn't even picked up! am i really getting old? 2 yrs back, i could easily have 4 guys a nite...!
the good looking guys there were either attached or dancing with a female partner,
or are gays, or too young/beng.
the majority were bengs who are fat/ugly/unwanted, sleazy ang-mos or ah-peks or NS guys. golly...
probably Liz is right. we go there to feel young again.

went to Phuture to check out the music.
the music was so damn loud coz the area's small. it's packed to the brim.
and there's lotsa Indian! and Beng-wannabes!
reminds me of Vik and the grope-my-ass incident... such a spoiler.

Josh didn't really enjoy himself either. Mambo's not his type of music.
he loves progressive drums-&-bass, and R&B. that's my boy.
but i'm not going to go Phuture with him coz the music's too loud for me to handle.
and it's alwiz crowded and we don't even have space to dance.
but finally, it's the one time we went out clubbing without any arguments or unhappiness.
i'm so glad! probably we went with the right crowd.
but Josh doesn't know how to dance, he stood there and shaked and smoked.
i was left alone to my own devices. how boring!
and since he was around, i couldn't possibly abandoned him and go flirt with a guy to dance with.
maybe i'm really getting old... i'm damn conscious about the fact that i'm attached.
and i won't happily disappear to dance with other guys or even keep a lookout for one. sigh.

i guess i'll still stick to Velvet Underground for awhile. and seek new places.
Attica, anyone? time to move on.

posted by Veen @ 11:47