Saturday, September 24, 2005
Momo with watson.
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Recovering from serious clubbing on Thursday nite at Momo...
can't say it was serious cos we din even drink...
say s-t-u-n-t cos we had work on Fri early morning..
jio-ed Derrick at 1st but decided to cancel cos it was too boring just the 2 of us...
but alas! Temptation sets in and BAM!, i went with Watson co.
Vaune, his chio-fied sass got me a 200-step advance into the Q, thank god.
Jon and his friend managed to squirm past and wala we're in.
Momo was a MESS.
Too crowded and pushy.
I couldnt get a good dance-spot without having to tolerate flesh-trains squirming past me endlessly. And incessantly.
Tried to convince him that the podium's the best spot, provided we make it there. Inch by inch.
Jon couldnt take it in the end and left with his friend shortly.
I partied on with Watson co.
Secured the podium for the rest of the night though.
And i was SOOOO shagged out.
and dehydrated.
It was so hot.
Music was fine except the DJ could have done better. Transitions were abrupt or simply taking far too long.
Plus punk rock isnt exactly a dancing number?
Try dancing to Linkin Park for 15mins. Painful.
RnB came back and i was like phew?
Shaiful got his moves.
Me, my grind.
Musli and Haekal his 'mad'moves. Can't blame.
Jason was more on the prowl.
Ha.
Oh, saw LeYao. Her boobies were HUGE. I'm skeptical. It's either the top or she had done some amazing work done there. I recognise the top from Topshop. Kinda gives the impression youve got bigggg boobies provided you have the correct shape.
And saw Robin Lee. Would have thot he was hot back then but he didnt look much tt night. And ya, we squirmed past one another in the crowded. Nah. no shock.ha.
Went to Watson's place to shag-out. I died in the couch.
The next morning was just a painful day at work.
sucks.
15mths of reports and i fuck off.
oh. Realised that the clubbing scene was a very dress-shirt era suddenly. what's wrong?!
and crap.my knees have been whining the whole day!
niaoren 9/24/2005 05:11:00 PM