Saturday, October 2, 2010

Shirley Saving (and incredibly adventurous) Saturday

This has probably gotta be the most life-changing saturday of my life and its not just because of the clubbing. well, woke up to have brunch with alberto werto. had our usual at yummy claypot. well, i forgot how to be detoxed. (well, albsie, i know you read my blog but i just wanna blog it out la, so bear with me. haha.) well, alb's right. why am i depressed for? why am i being lazy for? what are the substantial reasons? there are none. its all in the head. you see, i always feel that my fun is ending. everytime time passes, im afraid i'll never have such fun anymore. as one of the SP-er said, alot of us worry about something not happening the next time but the actual enjoyment is the main thing! i mean, we often waste time like that. well, the thing is there are always things around me! there are always these pillars of support around me and all i do is worry. luckily, alb reminded me of my london dream. haha. well, i've thought it through. he's right, i don't need any sympathy because im strong. im alot stronger than i think i am. its just, its been buried under so much insecurities that i cannot see it. no matter how people change, the core doesn't. thanks alb. really. for snapping me out of this stupid nonsense. i actually thought he would look at me and say "aww, you poor thing. life's harsh on u huh.." but then instead, he just rephrased "suck it up, this is life" thing in order to suit my context. i really really needed that reminder. i forgot how to be brave and make choices out of my comfort zone. but i'll start picking up challenges. well, maybe all these are fated. gonna have 3 beatboxing classes in this week. so maybe this is where it starts. what am i to do without your porridge (though this time is prawn, not frog legs) therapy? :) can't wait for another "ugly human" talk with you!! and alb, thanks for being a friend for a friend in need (the anita's parents thing!).

well, after going to buy cornflakes and nutella with bertie wertie, i went home and showered and changed for clubbing. :) i've forgotten how it felt to be thrilled and excited! hahaha. i've been too serious as of late, (lighten up shirley!) left the home but with a fear of meeting my neighbours, cus well, i was in my black dress and makeup. and my neighbours really love to tell my mum "hey, just now saw ur daughter. wa, dress till so pretty uh" when i told my mum im gg to camp. X: so went to find nana first to pass her the textbook. yes! had a very vey fulfilling and nice cup of yoguru yogurt with mango and granola! OWNINGNESS! im going back again. :) great chat with her and omg, kallang leisure park changed soo much! i cannot recognise it anymore! really so developed already! hahah. so went to clarke quay to meet nei first. (omg. suay like mad. aunty lily caught me and nei together. but we are innocent. and thing is, she told uncle daniel that i dressed till very nice with a guy, then he msged me: "how was last evening?" omg. had to lie my way out. thats right, the cliche thing is, lies ALWAYS snowball. lesson learnt: if im gnna club and doing it on the sly, im going to change before i enter the club. instead of well, being bold. x: just hope my aunt doesnt tell my mum. if not, i'll have to stick to my snowballed lie)

so, met up with hc and anita where we had a nice dinner at manhattan fish market. but unfortunately, we were enjoying ourselves too much we missed happy hour. went to meet martin and we almost couldnt recognise him with his botak head. went to seven inch. didnt get flaming lambo, cus well.. no happy hour. but instead, got the BIGGEST pint of beer in my life. so fucking huge leh. but i just drank! WOO! well, lets just say that, i got alot of summary about army life (incl. from alb) in a day! lol! its like NS in a nutshell. hahahhaha. then we needed to quickly chiong to st james cus well, we were scared we'll miss the free entry! hahah! martin wanted to fool the bouncer. cus NSF must pay. so he just showed his driving license and student card and the guy asked martin to show his wallet. LOL! then they caught him with his NSF card. lol! so martin and nei had to pay. hahaha. went in, and we ordered 2 jugs. well, i drank alot of it la.. since they didnt rlly wanna drink. i remember the crazy topics we talked about (quite m18. lol!!!!) then we had to jump from one reserve table to another. lol! cus always getting chased away.






then at about 12, we decided to go dance. it was abit weird cus i was the only one crazy and high. lol. honestly, after clubbing quite a fair bit, getting bua-ed is really pretty sian, especially when all i wanna do is to dance with my mates. luckily got nei and martini around. hahah! well, stupid st james once again, so crowded.. with people always moving in and out of the dance floor. there should be a rule that people are not allowed to walk in or out of the dancefloor in the midst of a good song (eg lady gaga, craig david).. but they left out the "must-be-played-clubbing-songs" E.g. low and i gotta feeling. so anyway, imagine dancing highly halfway and someone just bumps into you. some of the songs were good, eg its my first time hearing "new divide" on the dancefloor and i just couldnt stop jumping! well, i even attempted to dance on the platform. but its so weird cus only got me... so i stepped down after a song or two. hehe. the last time i did that was with chantel. hahah, very funny dancing with them cus wekeep doing funny dance movements like wavy arms. and i kept jumping. dunno why. well, okay, the interesting thing was this guy kept hovering around our area with his blackberry. damn funny. i noticed him for a while and he finally tapped on anita's shoulders asking if he can get to know her! LOL! anita rejected la. damn funny. we kepy laughing. then he didnt give up. he just kept asking "really?" hahah. cute la. but anita's really v gorgeous, thats what i've always felt. by 2.45am, we were sleepy and shagged and the songs were horrible. :( so we decided to go off cus its easier to get a cab before everyone gets out. i have never craved for a nice bottle of cold coke in my life so much! so martin went home and me, anita and nei just headed to clarke quay.

we dragged our feets to 7-eleven and bought coke and water.. and went to the singapore river. there, we just looked at the beautiful and peaceful clarke quay. its vivid colours are so peaceful. and i started pouring random verbal diarrhea. and finally, we just laid on our backs and we looked at the stars and the super bright moon and just talk about personality tests and things in life. i've never felt so.. carefree since i was in australia. the cold (and dirty) stone floor on my back with the companionship of the best people i can be under the blanket of stars and the moon, though not very visible. well, i say we should do it more often. i loved the feeling. fucking love it. i remembered the empty feeling and i remembered alb's words. i wanted to cry it out before i started afresh.. but that magical feeling of not being alone and that the world is so much bigger just put a cork to my tearducts. i just close my eyes and savour the moment.

then, nei suggested we go to novotel to their lounge where he went there the other time and no one bothered plus they had sofas. so we went. lol! we just stayed there for 5 minutes before the manager came and ask if we were waiting for people. lol!!! then we just say, no, we needed the toilet. SO FUNNY! the thing was, the lounge is at 7th floor. lol! the manager was quite hostile leh. i felt so embarrassed. we quickly left lor. damn novotel. not going there even if i have the money. blah!

irony: i felt so much happier lying on the hard and cold floor of singapore river bank with people on our right scolding fuck in every sentence and the people on our left were vomitting non-stop and attempting to go into the river as compared to lying on the warm, soft sofas of the hotel with a discomfort heart that i dont belong there. guess its the same irony i get when i felt like i had the most fun in MOM as compared to the superficial, unhappy feeling i get when i worked at USS. maybe, i really am wild at heart. i cannot compromise the feeling of carefree for comfort. haha!

so, we went to macs.. where it was like, super noisy. as though people moved the clubbing session to there. so much life! so much chattering! but we were so stoned. we just stared into space for about half an hour before we went to buy big breakfast. ohhhhh! the scrambled eggs! so lovely as it slips down my esophagus! mmmmm. and the coffee. mmmmmm. we just ate and chatted again about stupid stuff, like dreams and peeing in our pants. lol!

after that, cus me and anita cannot go home. so we need to kill time until it was 11am. and when we left macs, it was 6.30am. lol. so walked to mrt toilet and shitted. and we decided to send nei home. so we took train from clarke quay to dhoby. then from dhoby, we took to marina bay and bounced all the way to yishun. anita dropped at yishun also cus she can bus back and waste time while sleeping. and guess what i did! LOL! i took to jurong east and bounced back to dhoby to take 16. lol! but it was a super good sleep. i drooled. X: i felt awake by the time i woke up at dhoby. but my butt was fucking cramping. and i was underground for so long (from 6.40am to about 9 plus) that they didnt allow me to tap out cus i was in there for too long. lol! took bus home, quickly showered, on air con, put dirty clothes in machine and slept. until 2pm woke up for lunch. then ah yi and family came.

well, everytime ken and george come over, they remind me to be focused in my studies. cus they so bloody are! seeing how confident geroge felt about his exams got me motivated to be focused (LONDON LONDON LONDON). hahaha. great catching up with cousins. and i headed back to bed at 6.30pm. then woke up at 10pm. and headed to macs with family for dinner/supper. love! and have been ironing clothes/ watching tv/ blogging till now.

i've changed my blogskin because i wanted to actually put a pic of me looking like im dancing and put those words. and i've decided to go nude for once la. not me, but my blog. everytime i club, and everytime they play a lady gaga song, i'll close my eyes while this few words come through my brain "just dance. everything's gonna be okay". it feels like, suddenly, an extra protective bubble has covered the entire dancefloor where im free from hurt/ reality. and if i dance to the rhythm, im going to be okay. it soothes me as much as it might not be real. but these words, since the first day i clubbed, has always been ringing in my ear. and sometimes even in normal life, i just close my eyes and think of this. hahah. :) its meaningful, like lady gaga (honestly, she seems crazy. but she's already an icon of our generation. admit it whether u like it or not)

okay la. 4am. i miss being on the dancefloor but well, life starts afresh tomorrow. :) goodbye.

p/s: i have been craving for western breakfast for a long long long time and on thursday, i finally did it!

eggs, bacon and ham! and veggie (yucks, but good for health!)

ironically, its not breakfast because i ate it at:

LOL! well, loves.

i have so much so much more in my heart and mind to say it here. well, i'll blog again.

p/p/s: i wanted to start a new blog afresh since this is filled with negativity. but then, its cowardly to "start afresh" just because the going got tough. so yeah.

p/p/p/s:

When i'm leaping from a stone of my life to the other, im lucky enough to have friends and family who would always hold on to my hand to make sure i don't fall into the water. i don't say thank you enough, but just so you know, you are the reasons i smile.


:D thanks.

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