Saturday, September 16
8y ogn/.f[BKsng 2
the yuug moment:
a certain cuisine along arab street with Super overly spiced rice. seriously, one forkful and the, ermm, fragrance of ALL the spices fill ur tongue & nose. just a tad bit unexpected & overwhelming.
the "maybe i dun have a brain" moment:
parting with 4 drink coupons for 2 sad vodka cranberries, at phuture.
the "it's just the beginning" moment:
taking about 3 -ahem- sips to finish about a can's worth of heineken. it's really yummy! & smooth!
the "jialat jialat" moment:
standing around at winebar cos it was so packed. nonetheless "ain't nothing gonna break my stride, ain't nothing gonna slow me doowwnn" tah-ing 2 apricot brandys & half a bottle of e33 with cider (my virgin experience with e33! tasted like champagne but im not sure if it was just the cider. apparently it's quite potent too.)
the "first time at phuture huh" moment:
us deciding to take it slow, hence the "just 1 apple shooter each la huh". but when the tray full of shots approached us it was like "come to mama" & at the same time, "how did that happen??" a quick time check confirmed it was actually 11:57pm.
the "MTL" moment:
translated - mai tu liao. with 3 mins to go, we stocked up on quite (read: too much, surplus, in excess) sufficient alcohol for the rest of the night. a few more apple shooters, apricot brandies and beers later, we're happy ;) burping & decide to adjourn to zouk.
the "i confirm dunch have blain" moment:
nothing was happening at zouk so we trek back to phuture & head for the bar at the back - big mistake. it was easy catching the bar tender's eye and the drinks kept coming...including this mysterious shot of clear, foul smelling liquid with 3 coffee beans in it. (i tried convincing my friend it was but mini bubble tea pearls - sugar, to balance out the alcohol *snort* hyukhyukhyuk)..
the "will you still love me" moment:
mark texts to say he's coming over in abit & i say great! but after hitting send i follow up with something along the lines of "i dun feel so gooooodd..do u wanto go home instead??" i brace myself for protective & slightly cross "why you drink so much especially when im not around" talk..
the "why you so sweet to me i feel so terrible (literal & otherwise)" momentS:
that would beeeee.....rounds 2,3 & 4 of encounter with bowl.
there were many other "moments" but the clincher was me Jumping out of bed, taking 3 strides from left of bed, to front of bed, over the luggage to hit the light switch because i had a dream there was a Really hideous frog, with 2 extra long & extra large webbed feet, right next to my hand. & when i woke up, startled, i looked to my right and thought i saw a chameleon right beside my face. WAH LAU EH!!! but after i managed Olympics mention worthy stunt, standing there (only a little wobbly) i realized jumping out of bed wasn't sucha good idea...what with unusually heavy head sensations(?) & room swirling & having to grab door knob for balance.
time check - 7:25am & me dun feel so gooodd... ¶ 6:38 AM
a certain cuisine along arab street with Super overly spiced rice. seriously, one forkful and the, ermm, fragrance of ALL the spices fill ur tongue & nose. just a tad bit unexpected & overwhelming.
the "maybe i dun have a brain" moment:
parting with 4 drink coupons for 2 sad vodka cranberries, at phuture.
the "it's just the beginning" moment:
taking about 3 -ahem- sips to finish about a can's worth of heineken. it's really yummy! & smooth!
the "jialat jialat" moment:
standing around at winebar cos it was so packed. nonetheless "ain't nothing gonna break my stride, ain't nothing gonna slow me doowwnn" tah-ing 2 apricot brandys & half a bottle of e33 with cider (my virgin experience with e33! tasted like champagne but im not sure if it was just the cider. apparently it's quite potent too.)
the "first time at phuture huh" moment:
us deciding to take it slow, hence the "just 1 apple shooter each la huh". but when the tray full of shots approached us it was like "come to mama" & at the same time, "how did that happen??" a quick time check confirmed it was actually 11:57pm.
the "MTL" moment:
translated - mai tu liao. with 3 mins to go, we stocked up on quite (read: too much, surplus, in excess) sufficient alcohol for the rest of the night. a few more apple shooters, apricot brandies and beers later, we're happy ;) burping & decide to adjourn to zouk.
the "i confirm dunch have blain" moment:
nothing was happening at zouk so we trek back to phuture & head for the bar at the back - big mistake. it was easy catching the bar tender's eye and the drinks kept coming...including this mysterious shot of clear, foul smelling liquid with 3 coffee beans in it. (i tried convincing my friend it was but mini bubble tea pearls - sugar, to balance out the alcohol *snort* hyukhyukhyuk)..
the "will you still love me" moment:
mark texts to say he's coming over in abit & i say great! but after hitting send i follow up with something along the lines of "i dun feel so gooooodd..do u wanto go home instead??" i brace myself for protective & slightly cross "why you drink so much especially when im not around" talk..
the "why you so sweet to me i feel so terrible (literal & otherwise)" momentS:
- bf is totally cool about my alcohol rampage & is still chirpy when i suggest making little detour to grab mackers from drive thru becos even tho i would like chicken rice or prata, i jus couldn't sit there for that long.
- him asking for extra plastic bags, without me asking, in the very plausible event i would require them.
- him taking long route home & upon my very sincere inquiry he revealed, "because then we dun have to go down the winding road" which never occured to me, but would have been, upon hindsight, Disastrous.
- him walking me upstairs & waiting for me to finish round 1 of meeting the bowl even tho it was already 3am & he had a long day of soccer ahead.
- him telling me he loves all the same =)
that would beeeee.....rounds 2,3 & 4 of encounter with bowl.
there were many other "moments" but the clincher was me Jumping out of bed, taking 3 strides from left of bed, to front of bed, over the luggage to hit the light switch because i had a dream there was a Really hideous frog, with 2 extra long & extra large webbed feet, right next to my hand. & when i woke up, startled, i looked to my right and thought i saw a chameleon right beside my face. WAH LAU EH!!! but after i managed Olympics mention worthy stunt, standing there (only a little wobbly) i realized jumping out of bed wasn't sucha good idea...what with unusually heavy head sensations(?) & room swirling & having to grab door knob for balance.
time check - 7:25am & me dun feel so gooodd... ¶ 6:38 AM
