The night before

Laundry was erm, not really packed at 8.30pm but the inside seatings were closed for VIPs only =( Saw Joyce sitting at where I wanted to sit >< With her red hair and fairy tattoo ;(

I think the waiters were a bit frustrated with us already la. We kept walking around looking for a place to sit when there were still places to sit outside [but was soooooo far away from the stage!], sat down at one table but never ordered. Got up to go sit inside [bcos they said can go in after 9pm. BLUFF!!]. There weren't any space and around that time Calvin called to confirm. So I had the waiter to arrange 10seatings for us. Got seated near the entrance, with the fan right next to us. Good enough =) And when everyone arrived, we finally ordered something. 2buckets of beer with a 3-meter tall bottle. Or was it 7-meter? Anyway, it was HUGE. 7 of them beer drinkers downed 12 bottles and about 4jugs of Heineken. My friends are probably gonna get bigger :P

Estranged was the first group to play. I went in to watched and came out after being satisfied with 'Itu Kamu', and Paul sms-ing telling me that the noob's friend, Andrew looked lonely since he was left alone at the table when the noob teman-ed me to go inside to watch. So the noob and I went back to rejoin the group.

The next bands who played, we just watched from the LCDs, and listened with our ears. Occasionally getting up to go in when the band seemed cool and also to the toilet. I know why. Cos when Man Yee drinks, she needs to visit the toilet frequently just so she won't get drunk or too tipsy. But by the end of night she was telling me she's quite light-headed and she almost PK-ed. -_-" I on the other hand had 2 not-much-of-kick cocktails and wasn't very satisfied with the night and how we stayed through midnight.

Bernard came at 11.30pm. Was nice to see him. Paul asked to go to Murni cos he hadn't had his dinner. I didn't feel hungry anymore since I had mozarella cheese sticks while drinking. Best ones were still Burger King's. Full of cheese.

I wanted to dance and get a lil more high. I didn't wanna drive out just to hop to another club so I was left with 3 choices: continue to stay in boring Laundry looking at celebrities you can't get your hands on, go upstairs to Sanctuary which I don't really fancy, or go to crappy Mystic.

Sanctuary seemed like the best choice then since Mystic is definitely not the answer and Laundry really did not make me want to stay. But I dreaded to go upstairs actually and Murni was kinda not the right time too.

Went up anyway. Told Paul I'd meet him and the rest at Murni later cos I just wanted to 'take a look' at Sanctuary, which of cos, failed. I FFK-ed them when Calvin sms-ed me:

C: Happy birthday. Man Yee said.
Me: TQ TQ TQ TQ!!!
C: So you're enjoying there? Are you still coming to Murni?
Me: Erm, dun thk so haha! Im enjoying it here! haha!

Point is, I was laughing alot in my sms. Don't remember what I told him anymore. But I know he texted me when I was feeling high.

Sanctuary was packed. People were dancing away to...Techno. Not my best choice of music. Totally not my type of music actually. Bernard told me he'll buy me a drink and told me to order Illusion. Yep, it was stronger.

In the beginning, it wasn't really enjoyable. I was sipping away at the bar when suddenly some hand to my left was pointing at something in the bar. I turned to see Bernard talking to some angmoh. Can't hear cos the music was blaring loud and we were standing right in front of them. Then I heard Bernard shouting to him:

B: Where'r you from?!
A: MONT KIARA!
Me: HAHAHA!! Originally!!! [duuuuudddde]

Lol. How obvious did that question sound? I *thought* I heard him say Denmark. But then he started talking about he's from San Francisco, California and all...But I didn't bother la. I was quite blur edyyyy...

But my night started to get better then =) Bernard told the angmoh it was my birthday. So he wished me and asked me how old am I. I thought twice if I should make him guess [cos I like to do that :P] but I hate it when people start to guess an age older, which is happening all the time recently. But I said "Guess!" anyway and he took a better look at me and said: 22!! I was like: YES!! YAY!!!! and clapped my hands like a lil girl cos I was really happyyyyyy *griiinnn* :P Maybe my hair really worked haha. Whether he was for real or not, lemme be happy la. Oh, and Bernard, I think, went up to tell the DJ it was my birthday. So he could announce "And to Julia, Happy birthday!" Coolness =)

The angmoh was with this Japanese friend of his who has quite a hot bod :P and he bought all of us 3 vodka shooters and bottles of Perrier. Lots of conversation exchanged that night. Half of it I couldn't hear cos the music was damn loud. Was supposed to go for coffee but we lost each other that night. And did not get his contact or whatsoever =(

Was escorted to the car and I passed out straight away. Was driven back home and I *knew* when I get up, I would feel queasy and would probably want to puke. I was right. Couldn't walk straight and at that time, I *wished* I wasn't staying in a condo and had a toilet I could rush to. But no. I had to walk from the parking to the lobby, wait for the escalator, wait to reach my floor, walk to my unit, wait for the door to be opened and then only I can rush to the toilet. By then, I had already spitted out a pre-puke into the rainwater downpipe [oops sorry :P], and puked at the front door when the noob was fumbling with the keys. [oops, sorry]

Rushed to the loo but there was no more to puke so just washed myself up and prepared a pail of water to mop the floor. When I came out, I saw the angel cleaning my puke with newspaper. [awww...] I hadn't even thought of using newspaper! All I had in mind was floor-dirty-must-mop. I knew I'd dirty my mop and the fact that I have to squeeze the mop dry with my hands but my brains weren't functioning well la.

Changed and went to bed. The feeling, was horri-gi-ble. Hot, queasy, headache, not sleepy. Aiyo, everything in one. Woke up and puked some more but only the gastric juices. It's worse than puking something. It makes you extremely nauseous and you'd be practically gawking with your stomach sucked inward unwillingly and nothing was to come out of it. Except maybe some saliva. It's bad having a history of gastric too.