-
-
-
The distressing part is managing the people. Latecomers are such a headache. I know I sound whiny and sulky, but since MOS is such a new club, none of us are as well-connected as we are in heritage row to bring you in like we are the boss. So when this being the fact, you will have to loosen up on paying the cover charge after 11pm, or go home if you forgot your ID. I almost fought with the bouncer, this was how bad it came down to. And I hope you do realize now that the VIP rooms are limited to a certain amount of people only. So if you are late and not given a permit because the VIP section is full, go fuck yourself at the dance floor.
-
-
-
After all the sweat and toil, troubles and snags, problems and obstacles, hustle and bustle, finally at almost 12am, I could sit back and start drinking. Now, the party begins.
-
-
-
-
Harjun made me swigged down pure Chivas for 5 seconds. The rest of the good motherfuckers tried to kill me by forcing me to down my drinks with them. I’m sure mine were 10x even more concentrated than theirs. After awhile, I got very tipsy already. Subconsciously I told myself to tolerate the amount of liquor I took because I have a reputation to care. Birthday Man must not collapse that easily. But in the end, I lost to a Flaming Lambohgini. Thank you Mervyn!
-
-
-
--
-
I walked to the dance floor with a decided limp. Misha supported me on the way. According to her, we did not even managed to get there because on the way we bumped into this shuffler, and I shouted at him: eh sohai ya! LOL. Poor Misha had to apologize to him. But come to think of it, I would still do it even if I’m not drunk.
-
-
Then, Misha dragged me to the smoking area. She sat me down, and SHE SLAPPED MY FACE like she really meant it. BITCH! I hope it’s gratifying, coz my face was really swelled up for you. After that, she grabbed my face and shouted:
‘EH SOHAI, repeat this after me! If there’s anyone to offer you any drinks again, say Misha or Harjun is going to drink it for you OKIE?!?!?!'
‘Okie...’
‘Repeat la sohai!’
‘Misha or Harjun is going to ................ zzzzzzz’
I sank back into oblivion.
-
-
-
-
-
Well, the stories never ends here, but I should keep it for myself WAHAHAHAHAH~!! Lastly thank you to those who turned up in my party, it would never be as much fun if it weren’t you guys. Thank you for waiting for me before you guys start opening the bottles, I know you guys have waited long. I really enjoyed your company and I am looking forward to more outings with you peeps. If I have ever raised my voice upon you during the party, please forgive me. It is very distressing to manage the people. And please don’t get me wrong, I still love you guys =D
-
-
-
-
Special thanks to,
Sean, for getting the bottles and tables nicely done for me. You saved me a lot of effort.
Harjun, for taking care of me and help me look after things. Things were easier with you around.
Sanjeev, for willing to take up your party time to carry me around up and down here and there. Owe you a big time!
Jane, I know you made a lot of effort to attend to my party. It was a surprise! I really appreciate it! Hugs*
Mervyn, for that Flaming Lambohgini you bought me. You made this party even more memorable.
Wendy & SueAnne, for dropping by thou your schedule were hectic and your parents never allowed clubs activity. So I’m flattered to see you guys.
Misha, I know you went through all that troubles with your dad and you have transportation problems, but still you were there and took care of me throughout the night. Love you!
0 comments:
Post a Comment