HY and i (MJ couldnt make it at the last minute. went to cheer on her friend on some final competition i think.) went Clark Quay today, and she met up with me right after her class. the rooms were all occupied when we reached and it was really weird, since we were there at about 4 or 5pm, which was considered very early. we waited for about 10 minutes before being led by the waitress to a very very VERY big room; it was fit for a partey!! there was even a massage-chair at a corner, and intruments like tambourine and rattle (seen in Korean dramas when the family gets together and sing and "dance" like fools :p).
HY and i just literally sat in the middle of the room. it's even spacious enough for us to dance while singing! unfortunately, we're two really dull people who just sat through the whole thing. hahha.. but i did stand at some point. i believe you sound stronger and can pull your voice longer on your feet, rather than sitting down with the stomach folded. (haha! just what logic is that? :p)
the massage chair that we did try sitting on. OMG~ it was sooooo comfortable. and we even tried singing while the rollers clamped into our muscles and the sounds came out shaky.. lol!!
before leaving the place. oh, one more thing: the waitress who served us sucks! she brought in the wrong beer that HY ordered and claimed that Tiger and Carlsberg (which were in the menu when the first guy came in to take our orders) were not stocked. but after all, this singing session was cheap! less than twenty, which is great~ HY, let's go another time!!! ^^after that we had our dinner at Coffee Club. she had spaghetti while i ordered fish and chips (safest food in the whole world if the rest of the items in the menu doesnt ring a bell to you. hahhaha). and it turned out that i was right. the chicken in HY's spaghetti had an indian smell to it and i kept having that smell from my throat all the way up to my nostrils at some point after forcing it down my throat. kept gagging after taking a large bite HY offered to me. hahha.. sorry to all indians out there, but those traditional ones (is it the coconut oil that they used?) will have that smell on them and i totally abhor it!! guess i wont be able to visit India in my entire lifetime and my "child" which i intend to sponsor next year from World Vision couldnt be from India either! i would love to visit my "child" someday if possible, so... India is out. :x
when our drinks came later, we asked for an outdoor table where we could chat and smoke. and how much we did that! :D talked about pratically every single thing under the sun and smoke like old chimney. okay, that smoking part is a little exaggerating... hurhur~~ then i walked her to the destination where Albert was to pick her up at around 10pm. that was when she realised that my paper bag (containing my gowns that she was returning to me, and the four books [from Judith McNaught] that she intended to give me) was not with me. after she left, i walked back with Alan on the phone talking to me. got back my things and queue in line for a taxi where a caucasian lifted my elbow (i'm on the phone remember?) aside so that he can passed. what..?? lol.. initially i thought he was cutting the queue, but he continued walking past several people with his friend tagging behind swiftly. oh well.. he could have say "excuse me" maybe??
HY, i want to go party world again. let's go again REAL SOON alrighty?? :D
