Last year, I was in a situation that would no doubt require his expertise in calming me down but I told him, NO, this time I'm going to do it myself. I can't email him everytime and ask him if this path is right or if that path is wrong or if this is too much. His response made me feel as if I really grew up from that little unstable thing I was back in early secondary school. Because he has always been giving me such sound advice, he's always been like a brother who is years older than me. Not just the three years, but years. Korkorbear will be one of the few friends whose wedding will have me eating sharksfin soup at the "old school mates" table and going up on the karaoke machine to embarass myself.

LOL, Dennis, since I never really wrote you a testimonial, guess this should be counted as one!

On Sunday night, Kay Hong and I went to Tanjung and I had another long chat with this fella. Obviously times with Kay Hong only results in a hell lot of insults to your face(for example how when I go out with him people will assume I'm his sister because I look older) and non-stop laughter about the situations that he manages to dig himself into. The shit he gets in always amazes me no less. In a way, it's good that he can laugh about it.

He was telling me that he received three parking tickets last week. He said he prayed to the skies and hoped that it would rain and he left the ticket on the screen. When it was wet enough, he switched his wiper on to tear it into a "hundred pieces". Right.

Half way through our yam cha session, the entire Tanjung faced a blackout. Kay Hong said, "Yay, free makan!" .. sheesh. Don't worry folks, I made sure that the bill was settled. This is the same dude who made a Rafi (mamak in SS15) staff follow him all the way to Club7 to give him a good scolding about how he is never allowed back in Rafi as he doesn't pay. LOL.

Hsien, Chien, Matt Ong(haven't seen this guy in such a long time since I last smeared blusher on him for Hip Hopera!) and I went to Midvalley today to watch Hitch! The show was SO good. So many laugh out loud moments and the guy who played Alfred is really good at his role. Hats off to him. Alex Hitchens astounds me with all his suave moves.
Abby once said to me, "movies are bad for you. It distrupts your sense of realism,". But this show was just too ridiculous to be applied in real life. So alls well.

During Saturday morning's yam cha session, someone suggested we check out this new bar called Luna Bar. Us A-levels folks were pretty enthusiastic about it since we're on holiday and it could be fun! Hsien said that ladies' night is on Tues and Wed and it's free for ladies, whereelse the usual cover charge is RM50.

My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. It was the small opening where my eyes should be that managed to protect my eyeballs from rolling out onto the floor.

Pray tell, why must we pay half a hundred dollars just to see a beautiful bar? Hsien and I were talking online, half heartedly contemplating on going. It seemed as if only the three of us would be going. I mean, isn't that SO sad? Three girls going to a bar together without a single guy in tow reeks of "HELLO PICK ME UP HELLO PICK ME PICK ME ME SEXY". But we of the innocent minds are only going there to appreciate the view of the city and the beautiful interior design of the bar.

Obviously when we're going for a girl's night out, we'd find an excuse to dress up. I was looking forward to this outing because

1) I get to scrape off the fungus from my lipstick and separate the dust particles from my glitter particles since I haven't touched my make up in more than a month. I haven't been out for SO long.

2) I have not used my hair straightener in more than a month. I haven't been out for SO long.

3) I have not played mix 'n' match with my clothes in a very very loooong while. Because, ah, you've guessed it, I haven't been out for SO long.

Right.

Besides, three girls driving down to an expensive albeit beautiful bar after dinner without an occasion, without guys, doesn't really make any sense.

Hsien has been to Luna before with her church mates and I asked her, "So what's the average price of an alcohol beverage?" She told me that her marguerita cost Rm38.

Once again, thank goodness for the small openings on top of my nose that prevented my eyeballs from falling out.

So I'm to go to Luna Bar and drink water?? Oh wait, I believe the term is SkY JuICe. I won't EVER pay for a drink that costs more than the skirt I was planning to wear. For the record, the skirt was RM30.

Then, I realize, places like this were never really intended for poor college students like me. I told Hsien I only have RM110 to my name and that's all I have. Why would I want to reduce myself to a 2 digit amount doing things I don't usually find myself doing? Besides, there's the Sg.Wang+Times Square shopping trip this Thursday....*trails off*

I don't even OWN a credit card so imagine, this poor college student, digging around in her ratty old handbag(wait, it's still a mini tote bag) looking for RM5 and RM1 notes and ooooh, I think I've got small change, to give to the waiter to pay for my RM38 alcohol beverage.

By now you'd probably have deduced, "Gee, the poor sad fuck. Doesn't go out much, does she?"

CORRECT!!!

Heck, the last "club"/"bar"/"noisy place" I've been to was Voyuer in Bangsar. Yes, they've changed their name to something else for quite a while now and I don't know what it's called, which only goes to show how long I've been away. Besides, I've been told that Voyuer doesn't even count as a club. *hangs head down in shame*. It's really sad actually. Ever since I've turned 18, the only thing I've done that requires you to be 18 and above was watching Constantine.

Now, now don't laugh: But I've never been to Atmosphere, Zouk, Nouvo(I think that's passe already, am I right?), TwelveSI........... actually I should be proud of myself that I can at least name some clubs. Woot!

I've been to Q-bar...please stop laughing...in march last year. I had to bloody pay Rm30 to get in. NO NO NO. I will never PAY good money to get in ANYWHERE that doesn't entertain me at all!

Sure! Dancing is fun and all. But I won't DIE right if I don't go into a club to dance? *starts to dance around the room like the poor sad fuck that I am* I only hope my children will not shun me when they are old enough to question me about the 'oh so happening clubbing lifestyle of the zero's/early millenium'.

On a more serious note, I worry that I may be missing out on an activity that so many people my age are indulging it.

*Smacks head*

DAMNIT. DID I JUST NEARLY SUCCUMB TO PEER PRESSURE?

After balancing the pros and cons with Su-Hsien and a very broke Amanda, we've decided that "YAY!!! Tomorrow night is Earthquake night!". So instead of drinking RM38 bitter liquid, I'd be spending an average of RM6 on classy yet affordable ice-cream at Swensens. Sorry friends, I'll always be the poor college student(and then later on the poor university student) who can not afford to pay for cover charge. I'd appreciate an invite though. But I will politely decline. Yes, don't shoot me.

top l-r: Mum, Aunty Jenny, Uncle Yew Hee, Grand ma, Aunty Ping, Uncle Pun, Aunty Doreen.
Bottom l-r: Hong Fei, Hong Weng, Pearl, Me, Brother, Yong Yong