Argh..
Somehow got a hang-over this morning when i reach home..
Head was heavy on the bus but tt freaking ah pek in front of me was..
Practically shaking his whole chair when he shked his legs....
Duh...
Anyway..
Reason behind supposed hang-over..
Went to Zouk yesterday..
And the irony..
I had only 2 shots..
#$#%%$#
The max i tried was 2 shots and 3 vodka...
*Aint a drinker anyway..*
And i was freaking awake..
Was alright yesterday till evrything ended..
Alighted the bus feeling heavy...
Macham pulling myself back home...
Bathed, removed the "unnecessary things" on my face...
And tried to sleep..
First time in my left have i had this difficulty/..
Heart was aching..
Not the heartache we get when we lose someone..
But a hurting sensation on my chest...
Ended up vomiting some red stuff..
Should be the pasta sauce i ate earlier last night...
Had a hard time sleeping...
Met Pieter there though..
And i remembered him telling me he's too old to club..
Now, look who's talking huh....
With his client..
A big guy...
Think he tried dancing with yx..
BUT...
Expected...
She didn't want to..
Shouldn't have let Pieter left so early..
If he hadn't i wouldn't have to carry a burden on my back...
This very un-gentleman...
Don't know if he think's he's too small size or i'm big sized enough to carry his weight...
Or he thought i was some kind of a puppet..
Excuse me sir...
Obviously i didn't like it and i have no intention of making friends with you..
After that stupid puppet show i put up....
Hadn't wanted to go there seriously..
In fact me and yx didn't have the mood..
But was afraid HW would kill us..
BUT...
After we paid and got the chop and left to eat prata..
And after 2 hours of blowing the wind..............
Then HW said she had this feeling before she met us that she didn't want to go in...
If she had said earlier we would't have wasted the money lo...
Rather sing K....
The $10 K that is...
Save more money..
But anyway this time out could be the last before the next one comes long long time later....
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