Ok. So I didn’t exactly got into butter factory cos it was full house. So we went to rebel.
The dj kinda sucked a little but still ok lah. Drinks were fine too. And woah a lot of nice peeps there! There’s one army sgt who danced with us with some funky dance moves. I’m a magnet you see. Haha
There’s a gal asking if I do hiphop and I said no. There’s another guy who said I was good at dancing. Thanks dude. And then there was another Indian guy who totally partied with us all the way thru.
Man! I had a blast there solely because we made it happen and it was soooo tiring man. I’m still hving muscle aches from all that trash dancing.
Oh oh oh! I was sooo funky dressed that alot of people looked at me and and and I had my picture taken with my mates. The photog was staring at me but I turned away to get my drink. Then when I turn back around, he was ready to shoot us. Gosh. So embarrassing. I can’t believe I let him take my picture cos I know I’m not very photogenic unless photoshopped. Argh. But it was pretty cool to attract attention. A little paiseh but what the heck. Ima be a botak soon.
New year resolution: tap card out on bus. (so far 3 times never tap)