So we heard that entry to Zouk was $12 before 10pm.
Excitedly,
we got down at ard 9plus,
paid,
stamped,
and was told tt the club's not ready.
Wat better things to do than to camwhore in the grand toilet of Copthorne hotel?

Now doesn't this look like some prom picture or sth?haha~
It was taken by a tourist from Thailand.
She was actually sittin on the sofa before we hauled her roughly off it,
and threatened her viciously to take a grp pic for the four of us.
Just kidding.
We merely asked politely,
with a smile of cause :)
It's not very clear,
but it shows the picture of a crown.
And it makes Joddie and Ms C extremely happy cos it makes them feel like princesses.
Unfortunately,
there were no princes that night.
Ok, except for that one tall guy in striped long-sleeve white shirt,
(yes.... the kind tt I've a fetish for)
who was kind enuf to stand behind us to protect us.
No. 1 drinker of the group.
Super self-confident,
likes older men.
Current beau is 40 yrs old.
Has superb control over vulnerable emotions
Possesses incredibly sharp instincts where ticos are concerned,
and killer elbows that jab into their ribs without a trace of hesitation.
Interning at a renowned advertising firm which has an open bar concept every friday.
Hence the No. 2 drinker of the group.
Streetwise sometimes,
gullible at others.
Currently sick and tired of singaporean men,
a potential SPG.
Existing member: Ms C. Aka Ms Springunder the illusion tt she's the autumn season,
an illusion that noone bears to shatter for her.
A die-hard romantic who stubbornly believes in the idealism of love.
And she's currently in love with the toilets,
where she spent most of the time last night.
Gullible at times,
bimbo at others,
and adorable always.
I puked.
I never thought I would, but I did.
Not to worry,
I did so quietly,
prettily,
and demurely.
Lol~
The music was good,
the company was good,
but other than that,
everything that can go wrong,
went wrong.
All in all,
to sum up,
1) Never head to Zouk on a saturday night without the company of guy friends.
2) Never be friendly to cab uncles in the middle of the night,
especially if it's left with just u and him in the cab.
but I still had a ball of fun nonetheless.
hahahahaha~
Onto to something more heart-warming than rude, disrespectful guys who are tico-peks,
and cab drivers who talks excessively and makes inappropriate comments.
Some people say that age is a representation of maturity.
Most people agree that with age,
with growth,
people mature and change.
Yesterday,
the girls and the boyfriend were sitting in a comfortable circle in the den over at Netty's.
It's like old times again,
with maybe a little more maturity.
The girls are still girls,
just with the additional role of "girlfriends" cast onto them.
The boyfriend is still the same one as before (thankfully!)
and still as friendly and funny,
just with the additional role of "auditor" cast onto him.
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon well spent,
with gr8 food,
and gr8 company.
Selamat Hari Raya Adifi.
We've got to meet up again soon ok?
and we must take photos this time.
I realised tt we did not yesterday -_-!!
ok!!Time to hit my books man!!!

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