alcohol night
Alcohol - not my favourite drinkGot an urgent call from Amy yesterday in search of entertainment, so we dropped everything and left immediately for Chadstone. We walked around and had lunch but felt unsatisfied so we abandoned Chaddy to go karaokeing instead. The room was HUGE and it was only $15 to sing for 4 hours and included 1 meal and 1 drink. What was supposed to be a fun time for all of us turned out to be fun for only me instead (I think). So sorry about that. Whilst I sang my lungs out to Cyndi Wang’s “Dadada”, the rest were mocking my song by getting it down and dancing to it with Macarena-like moves like Samsoon in that Korean drama. I felt so embarrassed. Lucky no one walked past the room at that point. I’d hate to see their reaction. I think it’s tough to sing when all 4 of us have different tastes in music. I’m all for my Taiwanese songs, Syl for her black music *lol*, Michy for her old English songs and Amy for her Canto pop cannot stop *lol*. So in the end I was the one singing most of the songs because I simply ignored the rest HURHUR. Had lunch at Shine, this nice cafe at Glen, which ended up with Michy treating (thanks!). So I treated her back to some entertainment at the arcade and then walked around Glen. By the time we were supposed to do groceries, I had a attack of the period cramps and it was so bad I couldn't walk. Thank God Michy bought me Panadol "RAPID" (it's in inverted commas because it took an hour to finally work) and I was fine again and we managed to stumble home. Why does it always turn out the same way after we've had a few drinks? Amy decided to come home later and announce that she felt like having alcohol and we promptly raced down to the nearby bottleshop for some. After much persuasion and "fei wah" (which is "fei hua". which is nonsense talk) from the hilarious shop assistant, tonight we tried "Pink", a nice light pink champagne which was nothing more than nice to look at. It came in an attractive bottle but the contents were nasty. It tasted like, well, bubbly. I don't like that. It's not sweet. It's not fruity. It just tastes bitter-sour and alcoholic. Yucks. Despite that, I managed to gulp a glass down, leaving the rest of the bottle for Michelle and Amy to finish whilst I proceeded to my Vodka lime cruiser which tasted a tad too sweet but MUCH better. Amy had a beer and Michelle had a midori cruiser to finish but after the bubbly they were too stoned to drink anymore. So the drinks are currently in my fridge. Any takers?After Michelle has had a few drinks, she starts to get loud. And uninhibited. And starts saying weird things. :S Not too good. Lucky Amy was fine. She even started a game of Monopoly which ended with yours truly winning (for the first time) and 2 not-too-happy-about-losing people in da house. Then it was 3am and time for bed and Amy hadn't even bathed yet. *Poohpooh*. As usual, I'm still up watching late night tv but all channels will soon be showing advertistments on knives and face wash so I better turn in too. It was fun. Lucky tomorrow is Saturday. Crap. Haven't got any work done yet. Week 11 soon. *tears hair out*Goodnight everyone. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ......
Yinny was Joshing around @ 1:22 AM
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