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Velvety nite

last nite really sucked.
was down at Velvet by 10pm. that's so damn early for clubbing.
best part: there's only Joshua and i!
how boring can it get?

Hui Ling went home to study. Johnny's at a concert so he'll be down really late.
met Jason. he's okay to chat with but he had too much a drop later in the nite.
Joshua's frens were watching soccer.
i don't know what with these people.
Jason, Johnny, Mitch... they all speak with a psuedo-American slang.
by the way, they're not ABCs too. it jus makes me wonder, does one sem of student exchange or one month of vacation in USA changes a person's accent that greatly?
to me, it's all in the mind.

nway as the story goes, it's just my boyfriend and i, chilling out together, staring at each other.
well. we do it all the time. going to Velvet to chill out is simply stupid.
but since i was the one who insisted on going to Velvet, i'm the stupid one here.
no fault of Joshua's. he didn't suggest going to Velvet. i was the one insisting on going.

no, there ain't any air stewardesses last nite.
it was packed with old office ladies, women whom i can safely call 'aunties',
'uncles' who are lonely and sleazy, and yes, the quinessential fat white trash.
what a nite. Phuture was packed with Malays!
bloody hell. all those mat-rocker punks. yucks.
they were spinning break-beats.
lesson learnt. never head down to Zouk Club on Sat nites.
it'll be far more wirthwhile to watch a movie, chill out at Coffee Club or stay home =)

oh! i was picked up by a China man!!! can you believe it? CHINA man!
arrgghh!!!! i so can't believe my luck! it's either Indian or China... WTF!
where are all the pathetic S'porean men?
then again, if they did try to pick me up, i'll probably reject them. hahah!
i love to break people's self esteem and trash their egos outta the window.
that China man came up to me while i was waiting outside for Johnny,
"do you speak Chinese?" i was like... "yah, i do."
then he asked me in Mandarin "are you waiting for someone?" "yes, i am".
then i gave him a cold stare. hahah! that shoo-ed him away.
c'mon for God's sake! he was wearing t-shirt, shorts, black socks and black shoes.
golly! it's Zouk! who the hell dresses like that to Zouk?! even other China pple don't wear that!
his fair skin and hairy legs and black socks was enough to induce regurgitation of my dinner...

the music was pretty alright. Joshua like my Apples Sourz drink.
oh please! u only can get Apples Sourz at Velvet! and Bubbly-fusions too!
but i was really bored. and very pissed.
the crowd wasn't fun. there's only 2 of us, though Johnny came much later.
the atmosphere ain't right. there's no party mood in the air. it's just 3 of us.
bah! it would have been far better if we went for movie or something.

i would have loved to stayed home and study. do my readings. brush my tutorials.
but man.... i have a life! i attempt to 'happen-ize' too! i wanna live life the fulfilling way!
i can study 24/7, settle into a mundane repetitive routine. study, work, sleep.
but what's the joy in living then? better off dead in my opinion.

oh well. whatever.
it's Sunday so i should be thankful for what i'm blessed with.
hell fuck.
it's me. i'm insatiable.
off to my porch to sip tea and admire bonsai plants. later pple.

posted by Veen @ 11:34