becuz i've become crazy enough to shout vulgarities in public, and becuz i'm crazy enough to oppose my camp's MP(Military Police aka useless posers), and becuz i'm crazy enough to think dat my ipod will miraculously heal by itself...i actually AGREED when brudder Wei called and asked..."wanna go Zouk tonite?"
i seriously dunno wat i'm thinking realli...the reason why the other guys can afford to and r so willing to sacrifice precious sleeping time iz cuz they get to work office hrs, book out everyday...and not worry abt dirtying their hands with mud ever again...i...on the other hand...was juz given my first ever nite's off whereby i dun have to book into camp the same nite as i usually do but onli in the next morning...i have to spend dat first ever precious nite's off not on my own bed but in the middle of a dance floor filled with gals, more guys...and super-sized ang mohs hu think they own the dance floor...
i actually 4got dat wed was ladies nite...and i 4got dat ladies nite usually meant the ratio of gals to guys was 1:10...yes...the ratio is correct...let mi explain...cuz its ladies nite...guys think more gals will go for it...so more guys will prefer going to Zouk on wed rather than the weekends for this reason, which explains why there r usually alot more guys than gals...
and i also 4got dat wed nite is Mambo Nite~ whereby the DJs dun play the usual dance tracks or trance music...instead...they go retro and play familiar old sch songs which most of them i was able to sing along to(for little parts at least)...which would actually mean i was going to enjoy myself...at least more than over trance music anytime...
so how it actually turned out was dat...there was a decent amt of gals compared to the num of guys...the DJ did no harm to the Mambo Nite's atmosphere...and get this...crazy mi actually played with the idea of getting a gal's number...WOOT~ told u dunno wat got over mi le...thinked i tried to develope some balls of steel when its really juz inflated ballons painted silver...anyway...crazy mi DID try to get a gal's number...but the usual story...crazy mi gets rejected...sad-ed...
now get this straight...i'm no clubber! given a choice i would not go clubbing...honest...i'm a movie junkie...rem dat...juz dat...i muz confess...i think i prefer the gals at mambo nites ALOT more than the weekend babes...hmmm...yes...go ahead...call mi a bastard...
"oh my loyal companion...my ipod...talk to mi! tell mi! wats ur prob!!!!!!!"
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