Today was my pre-birthday celebration heh heh.



Spent a bit of the day in MBS.

I had such high hopes for the harry potter exhibition but it turned out pretty bad. It's all either clothes worn by the cast or just props. The creatures were pretty impressive but I had expected to see sets. Like of their azkanban or nurmengard. Or maybe a replay of the more stunning scenes.

But oh well. The andy warhol exhibit was pretty good though. This is the man who was most probably single-handedly responsible for revolutionizing pop art and popularizing simple everyday objects as art.

I saw his favourite work, I have a picture somewhere but anyway,


As it turns out, they really got together and planned something!

It was my first time in Marché's and it's a very strange experience. I love it hahah. Were deciding our course of action and we settled on pool. Left in a bit and we took a bus home together and we talked so much so happily so sadly. I adore my 2 girls.

My birthday this year is so minutely small compared to gathering everyone last year but hey, I need only so little people in my life. I've sent each of them respectively my thank you whatsapps crafted in great detail and soaked in massive emotions. I'm such a wonderful human being.



If my day was good, then my night was mother fucking great.

Impromptu decision to club and bel was on as always and we headed down to Avatar after she picked me up from cck. God she really is the new-found goddess of my life. Night was actually pretty bad at first, read on.

1. Avatar: Bel showed the wrong IC leading her to be bounced out, and even after we met a couple of guys who opened bottles and could bring us in, the bouncer still recognized the 18 year old her and refused us
2. MINK: Cover charges were no longer available and honestly the place looked too old for my taste but anyway we intended to open a bottle but there were cockups. Found another bigger group of guy friends who had friends and bottles inside and waited for a guestlist that took too long, so we decided to cab to clarke quay
3. Helipad: It was already coming 2am and the chick at the counter told us the club is closing in 45 minutes and it really isn't worth going in anymore.
4. Zirca x Rebel: It was already 3 fucking am and most probably the crowd would've been thinned, either way $28 cover for 2 hours was ridiculous.

But my god is good and my god is great and things worked out so fucking beautifully.

I think this is standard protocol hahah. Me and bel will always face cockups till 2am and we'll be quietly convinced our night is fucked before the god of parties throws us a bone and gives us the night of our lives.

Avatar and mink were still out of the equation but hey at least we made friends and I had birthday wishes everywhere from just smoking outside so it ended things well there. Finally headed back to clarke quay.

Helipad's chick let us free in since we were so near closing time. Met people in the club and got more birthday wishes and birthday shots (you have to understand with my shit alcohol tolerance, shots are a big deal to me) and some stranger poured this sweet alcohol directly into my mouth and it's not too bad.

Bel was really sober and I do hate seeing my friends sober so we went out to smoke after dancing for a bit and decided to go to zirca (she has a personal vendetta against zirca bouncers) AND OUR NIGHT WAS SAVED.

Met 2 chicks there, Shirleen and Tristal. Tristal was motherfucking crazy and I was quickly infested by her high and we had even more drinks and shots so everything was splendidly a blur of chicks and dancing and alcohol. I also conquered the zirca cage thing with them hahaha hazel would've never stepped foot there.

Tonight was a girl night for me. I just stuck around to bel and tristal and shirleen and bel's guy was convinced I'm a lesbian and I kissed all 3 of them to reiterate it heh. I hate all guys in clubs

I love rebel's music. I can never get sick of it. Give me avalon give me helipad give me butterfactory I'll flip them all off for one night with rebel. Also I need to go to zouk soon. Anyway everything was over and done and we finally went home, spent and happy heh.



She crashed at my place for the rest of the night.

It was nice staying up for a while just talking. Things we have in common, things we feel about in common. Things we can't change, things we can't help. It seems that after-club hours are reflection hours.

Today I showed her you.

You and all your perfection, your mohawk, your earholes, your ink, your 2tooth smile, your flawless face, your perfect height, you looking like a stunner in a blazer -- all the things I want in a man, yet no longer. I am recounting your jokes to her but I stop mid-smile. You're foreign now. And just like the rest, one day I won't even know you anymore.

Have you really disappointed me to the point of no return?

Fell asleep badly after sending her in a cab home.