Saturday, July 22, 2006

good morning all! i'm just back from another night out, which ordinarily i wouldn't be blogging about, much less be awake but tonight was just a rojak of craziness i need to write about, even if no one but like sam and ming are interested haha. well to start with, the chain of events began at bar baa black chic. try saying it really quickly. kudos to the name-giver[s] for coming up with something so impressionable. so anyways, after being ripped off for a plate of nasi briyani [$5!] nearby, me and the girls hung out in the club proper. the place, which i must say is nicely simple, save for a few aspects which i'll be getting into in a bit, consists of 3 levels. the first level, which is really the only level worth mentioning, is a bit treacherous. it'll be ill advised to stumble around shit-faced because there are many steps and gradients around and you really do have to be alert and conscious for them. the second thing about the place, is when we were on the second level which is just a connector to the third, i noticed this swing-like thing suspended from the ceiling but it wasn't in use. would have been interesting to see what it really is for eh. thirdly, and most interestingly, was the female toilet. at one of the innermost corners was a very nondescript square mirror which was out of the way to use so i suppose no one really paid attention to it until......... zaihan pulled me into the toilet at some point and it turned out the previously ignored piece of glass was a one way mirror looking into the little boys room hehehe. so a few of us huddled there, looking at fellow patrons check themselves out, pull their zippers up, screamed when someone didn't wash their hands and tried peeking into the urinal which was just right next to the mirror. my dear boyfriend, over the course of the night became worryingly interested in hanging out in the ladies' and checking out people's members. i'll still be your fag hag and sister should you decide to be a rectal-ranger ok baby hehe. apart from the venue's quirks and oddities, it was of course nice to see the girls, even for a while and hang with pam for the rest of the night and chatting. later today i'm going to the idol roadshow to be a teenaged groupie so i can check out jonathan leong and of course noodle. sorry noodle not that you've become an afterthought but i think it would weird you out to have me perving on you right.

the textual siege.

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