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Friday Nite Out @ St James

Straight after my class, headed down to meet couple of galfrens and my boyfriend for a night out. So shiok! Have not played like this for a very long time liao... Guess the last time I went was last year lor...

Had some Chivas and Volka...the music is great there. They played a few of my favourite songs. Soon, one of my gal fren drag me to the dance floor and we are so high that we screamed like nobody bussiness. Probably we have screamed too high, 2 guys approached us for dance.

Hmmm, abit concuss thanks to the hard liqour, din manage to see the guys face clearly. Only know they are quite tall and big build. Anyway,when the guy ask me for my name, I told him that my boyfriend is here. Guess what, the guy actually says "oh, so your name is boyfriend" Alamak! Anyway, I must admit, was a bit scared cos my boyfriend can't see me from our table. So as fast as I could, I pulled my galfren away from the other guy and headed straight back to our table. Obviously, the 2 guys are not just looking for a dance.

Back at the table, guess I must have drank too fast + empty stomach...went to the ladies to vomit. While I'm in the ladies, the rest of my galfrens are on the floor dancing, hence my boyfriend is sitting alone waiting for me at our table.

Soon, a "slut" came up to my boyfriend for a chat and keep 'bottom up' with him. He can't leave the table cause afraid that I can't find him later (I have no Hp with me). Well... subsequently how he manage to break off that gal i'm not too sure liao. One of my galfren came to ladies to look for me and bought me out of St James to look for my boyfriend.

Knowing that I'm a bit tipsy, my boyfriend accompanied me home straight. No more fun le... After filling in each other on our exprience in St James, my boyfriend came to a conclusion that I cannot go to St James without him. Hee... Guess we two stilll have a bit of market value leh!...

Anyway, I'll say its a fun night out and we will visit St James again. But have to wary about drinking too fast or too much.
Whoever the "slut" is, she is lucky that i'm tipsy... else I'll sure 'treat' her a good drink.

Posted by Felicia Kwoh on 8/23/2008 10:12:00 PM