In December, I went for tgiw for 2 consecutive Wednesdays. First was on the 5th, and the second time was on the 12th.
On 5 December, I'm all done with my exam and the full marathon challenge, so I was all in the mood for celebration!! But, I cannot find any clubbing kakis. :( It's really quite sian when I'm all hyped up to celebrate yet there wasn't anyone to toast with me. It happened to me when I passed ALCM, and that supposedly happy night was nothing but disappointment. So this time round, I don't really care I just went ahead even though I was all alone. Glad that I went eventually because it was a different experience going to clubs alone.
I took a bus down to Butter Factory first. My main motive was the free flow but there was a dragon queue for ladies' free flow. I managed to get one apple shot before they stopped the free flow. Decided to give the club a chance, I tried to enter the dance floor. Really dislike the fact that they don't have complimentary bag deposit. I brought a small sling bag so it was still alright. But the thing is... I could not even get into the dance floor. It was so cramped!! Although I must admit the view of MBS is really awesome, I could not take it anymore and make my way to Zouk.
No more bus services from Butter Fac. Club-walked to Zouk. It took me about 50 minutes I think? I wouldn't be able to do this if I'm not on my own because nobody else is crazy enough to walk with me.
The crowd at Zouk was madness!! It was the end of exams for Uni students I guessed that's the reason why. Because I was alone I didn't really have a lot to do. I don't have to drink with my friends till we get high, nor do I have any friends with me to chit chat. At first, I was a little socially awkward so I stood before the main bar and watched.
Yes, with the music blasting, I stood there like a woodblock and just watched. Watched how the tables in front of the main bar open up bottles after bottles, downing glasses after glasses of shots. Watched how these pretty girls (with really awesome figures) drink with their guy friends, how they went up to the podium and danced. It all felt like I'm a 3rd party, as if I'm watching a TV. After a while, I realised I'm blocking the way so I went up to the second level and continued watching.
There's this tinge of happiness coming out when I see sooooo many people letting loose, dancing to the music without worrying about being judged. That's the way it should be. Enough of people watching, I was famished!!!!
Went out to grab some mashed potatoes. Then, I was thirsty so I ordered Dreamer from the wine bar. There's 1-for-1 so I had 2 glasses of Dreamer muahahaha!! I love the jelly thing in the drink. Helped 2 guys from noos to finish up their sour plum and apple shots because they ordered too much. I looked less like a loner while trying to finish up the 2 Dreamers at the bar thanks to these 2 guys.
Back to Zouk! The bar was less busy and I felt obliged to support km so I went up to order a drink from him. It was called Screaming. I think he's also trying out the drink so it ended up really sweet. Not really to my liking. Was really bloated after all that and spammed watermelon balls/oranges.
To be honest, heading into the dancefloor alone is just labelling yourself as a retard. But I was really bloated I needed to move a bit. Made my way in, found a comfortable spot and danced along. Key is just to act high and act as if everything else doesn't matter. I'm just here to enjoy and I don't care what you people think of me. I passed my exam and conquered a full marathon I deserved to enjoy this night. That was all I had in my mind. Fortunately, I met that guy from winebar at the dancefloor so we hanged around for a while trying to hunt for his eye candy. Fail. Cannot find. I continued dancing till the lights came on. Waited for km and watched them eat breakfast before catching 970 home.
I was really truly honestly very contented. And there wasn't any post-club guilt at all. ^_^
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The following week was supposed to be with JJ, Charmaine and Fiona. As the saying goes, 计划赶不上变化, I ended up clubbing with Charmaine and her friends from school. It was a long story but I was quite affected by Fiona's absence. Drank quite a bit outside... Ever since the boys enlisted, I did not drink outside anymore. That night when they bought alcohol from Holiday Inn and sat on the floor playing drinking games, it reminded me of the internship days when Fiona is not around in town to club with me anymore. I always clubbed with the guys and drank outside with them. The alcohol is really yucky but I don't detest the feel of sitting on the floor and drink cheap alcohol.
Had velvet ropes and some shots with roe balls (i have no idea what's that!) and shared a jug of whisky coke when we went into the club. Saw Ivan. DENG DENG DENG. How small can Zouk be??!! I didn't even bump into Vanessa :( but anyway, we talked and cleared things up!! What is with this clubbing environment where everything can be sorted out...
As you can see, the amount of stuffs I can blog about is quite limited because when you club with your friends, the things you do and experience is quite standard. Hahaha. Drink, talk, dance, goodbye.
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| When I was on the platform |
Took this photo when I was standing on one of the platforms. Much better view and fresher air for a shorty like me. Looking at this photo now while I'm wearing an oversized tshirt, ahpek shorts and messy hair in a comfortable room with a big bed right beside me, I think... I'd rather stay home than to squeeze with these people in this photo. Whoops.
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