Despite people thinking i read blogs… i really don’t read that many - i don’t have time >.<
Thought i’d read some blogs i link before sleeping, since i’m so outdated and had to read THIS and ended up crying.
Okay. Sleep.
UOX Play tomorrow at Capsquare people.
Over 50 vendors for Threadszoo flea market with Tongue in Chic, and music performances ALL day long.
Damn i don’t sound so excited cos i just read a sad post!
Because right, they call me at 1pm on a Monday, asking me to go out to drink
They call at 4pm Tuesday, saying they’re in my area, hey let’s go drink
I call them at 2pm asking about something for work, and they ask me to go out to drink
-_-
Regardless whether it’s with me or not (more than anything, it’s not), they still drink anyway
Sometimes i hang out with them at night cos it’s nice to hear real different talk
Nothing regarding media or advertising
They talk finance
scandals happening in the finance industry in KL
nothing and nobody i know about
sometimes they use abbreviations i don’t know the meanings of and i ask, to learn
how the Polish are in financial crisis
and how 400,00 Americans are homeless
how Australia is doing really bad too
To which i’d listen in interest cos hey, i have no clue what they’re talking about and it’s sounds so worldly and exciting (haha *jakun*)
But seriously -_-
We get paid about the same, but they work less hours and drink more
After the bankers left, i sat with CheeKit and Looney to talk rubbish
I’ve known them for at least 6 years, and blabbered easily to them
An hour later, CheeKit spoke up - “You sound like YC. Jaded.”
I exclaimed back with much retaliation, “I’m not JADED!”
v. tr.
To wear out, as by overuse or overindulgence. See Synonyms at tire1.
v. intr.
To become weary or spiritless.
n.
A broken-down or useless horse; a nag.
A woman regarded as disreputable or shrewish.
I’m not spiritless!!!
OMG i damn emo you say that!
A woman regarded as disreputable?
Hmph. That might ring true.
Cos no matter how innocent YC and me are, ridiculous rumours always get spread.
I retorted that with the amount of time i spend working and the remainder (besides for sleep) spent on seeing friends and drinking, i only WISH i had time to do “disreputable” things.
I SUPER RETALIATE THAT I’M JADED!
Then Looney went, “Maybe it’s successful women, they always get jaded.”
to which CheeKit nodded in agreement.
Lowdown was = i was exhausted + didn’t feel like going out
But wanted to go to Cris’ birthday so i could pass them invites to thirtyfour’s event on Tues, pick up particular gloves from Ethan i was borrowing for a shoot, already promised puggy i’d pick him up, and wanted to see what mayhem they were going to cause
AND OH HOW I don’t regret not going!
I had a 2 cocktails + 2 beers all night (not enough to get me anywhere really) but was dancing all night long
Maybe because i’ve been holed up in office and home
So all that pent up energy had to go somewhere
Crossing sexuality and bending genders, the boys really knew how to put on a good show
tights
feathers
velveteen
ethan in hitler outfit
ming with a diamante whip
cris striking poses while birthday song is sung
Birthday boy in the middle
He’s 24 years old btw
Really
Really really
*cough*
You thought fringe was in… Aaron had metallic fringe
Beat that
Cris made a long birthday speech
and you know how at most parties people don’t pay attention to the speeches?
Almost everyone was listening to his
Went along the lines of “You know everyone says age is but a number… that’s bullshit!”
(i just remember that and laughing)
Another random conversation with the gay boys i remember is: “It’s not great *something something*… but it’s okay as long as you have cock.” “… i’m not getting any cock.”
“YOU KNOW WHY?! COS WE’RE GETTING IT ALL!”
I tell you my laughter could be heard till all the way down the street.
Happy Birthday Cris
Your party really perked up my week
Credits:
Venue - Club 9 and SIX Lounge
Styling - Cris Yong
Make up - Monica Lee
Pictures - Kevin Yeoh
Zouk closed the doors (to which i applaud, really) to lay down crowd control.
Thinking i’d just go in later, i sat in Terrace bar to chill and catch up with lovely soul Jimmy.
Thought of what to order to drink, and got Heinekens of course :p
Around midnight, we were itchy to go inside but the line outside Zouk was even longer than before!
Thanks to Jet of Zouk for bringing us in
Upon walking in, i surveyed the area first…
Rocking sial.
Heineken gave us this über cool card which, when swiped at their Heineken counters, showed how many bottles of Heineken you could redeem.
Quite cemerlang right!
After grabbing bottles, Jimmy and i headed to the dance floor to find SarChan and the rest.
DidiBuliRamlan is always taking secret shots of us as we go wild at parties.
This is my not-so-secret shot of DidiBuli going not-so-wild.
NurMeiLing stepped in the way
Justin Yap is busy preparing for Malayasian International Fashion Week, Kyan Yap is out to open more bars than the ones he already owns, Jimmy Lim is closing the first show for MIFW
My darling girls Aps + StephTheVolcano
Check out Aps new do!
We have the same stylist and friend - Milcah
DangerJules of Streething
Danger, because of crazy flashes and snaps you don’t notice while partying
And then it goes up on Streething the next day 0_-
Blurry shots start to ensue…
Don’t know who took it, my digicam was being passed around :p
Ethan!
A short vid on how crazy it was! Excuse the bad sound - it was so loud!
Kevin YEOH + Ming = Lose Control + Maintain
Kevin has a wicked do
I think my favourite from the past few years, only because it’s quite whack!
RoxyRoz of sevendays boutique
Van She and the Dexpistols really rocked it that night.
We were all just RIDING HIGH on the music.
There’s only so much Heineken i can fit into my tummy, so i think i had four in the main room ALL NIGHT LONG.
And it was more than enough to keep me going mental!
It was so cute that when the beginning of MGMT’s Kids came on, SarChan turned to me and whooped while dancing cos we use it for our SalahWrong set too.
But obviously minus the cemerlang DJ skills :p
Argh! One of the cutest pictures of SarChan i have!
Ethan went through costume changes siut.
OH FINALLY! A picture of DidiBuli partying! *jakun*
UOX Play is happening this Saturday at CapSquare and Tongue in Chic will be having a charity booth there.
Not just any old charity booth, but we’re imploring girls and guys to donate clothes they don’t wear anymore, but are too nice to simply donate to an orphanage or Salvation Army.
All the clothes you donate will be sold at the Chic Charity booth for RM5-15 per piece.
All money (every single cent) will be going to the Women’s Aid Organisation (WAO).
The whole point of it is too get rid of clothes you don’t wear anymore, buy other shopaholic’s clothes for cheap, AND give to those in need at the same time!
Or maybe it’s the new lamp, that’s giving me a headache cos i’m not used to it.
But i think it’s work, cos when i’m tired (plus the damn headache) i have no patience for people.
On impulse i went to see Aps and StephTheVolcano at my neighbourhood bar to grab a couple of drinks before coming back to face more pc screen.
It was so nice catching up with them alone.
Like a breath of new air, or going on a holiday.
That kinda feeling.
One of the waiters came up to us to tell us to order a round of whatever we wanted cos a bunch of guys wanted to buy us drinks.
We told him to tell them it’s okay, we can buy our own drinks.
45 minutes or so later, a stranger came up and tried to chat Steph and i up (Aps left already cos she has to wake up early for work).
I didn’t want to be mean so i said, “You have 30 seconds.”
Steph stated 2 minutes, the generous thing.
“So you’re the girls who turned down our offer to buy you drinks.” “We’re not being rude. We can buy our own drinks,” i replied somewhat impatiently. “But there’s nothing wrong with guys buying some pretty girls some drinks…”
Oh great.
Male chauvinist thinking he can save femalekind by providing them alcohol.
Something i really have no patience to deal with after work.
“We’re not like other girls. We can buy our own drinks. Thanks,” i replied flatly.
To summarize it, he was a bit tipsy, not very interesting, harmless really, but i just wanted to talk to Steph.
“Your two minutes are up,” i smile politely at him.
He got the message and left.
I wasn’t that mean i swear.
I was nice - asked him whether he worked nearby, Steph asked where his friends were from, we asked a few questions, enough time for him to give witty answers to make an impression. But nada.
I’m just glad we didn’t accept any drinks -_-
Look, the whole point we all work is so that we can pay for our own stuff.
If we took drinks from the fellow, then we’d feel obliged to layan him and talk.
I might as well be a guest relations officer in a bar (not that i look down on them. it’s tough work - layaning ppl!)
The fact that we already give so much time and effort to work
is so we don’t have to layan people during our rest time
Like Aps said - “I think we just grew old. Don’t want to spend time on people we don’t want to.”