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Taking a quote out of Shaf
"This should've been my 21st birthday~!"
The mates at work threw me a birthday bash yesterday at Boiler Room at St James Power Station. Partly as an excuse to get smashed, partly to watch the stand-up comedian on stage on Fridays.
So we got there before 9pm coz the cover charge is waived before 9pm and a glass of Johnny Walker Black Label + coke later, they brought out their 1st sabo trick. A condom.
Now, I've already complained to them about the oiliness of the condom when they put forward their plan of making me drink from it a few days ago and made them wash it out before they do it. So my buddy went and wash it in the toilet, with many guys watching him do it and he filled it up with more whiskey and coke.
Surprisingly, the 3 other girls sitting beside me would not even touch the bulbous latex balloon (which looks like a brown brinjal) and my buddy had to stretch across for me to stretch across to take it.
Odd... It's just latex. It's not even used.
So anyway, few poses later, they poke a small hole at the tip for me to drink from and it was a disaster coz I didn't wanna hold the filled condom straight up as the contents might spring forth and cascade down my face and I couldn't hold it the other way coz the end that was tied up leaks. So after 3 failed attempts to get it up right *ahem*, we gave up and squeezed everything into a cup.
Next up, the stage. The back of the place was having a rowdy celebration and the guy asked if it's someone's birthday and got some enthusiastic replies. My bunch of friends started shouting from our table too. So he rounded up all of us birthday babies on stage and asked some silly stuff and taking cheap shots at us. What's most funny was what he did to the birthday guys. The gropes and the kisses and the pseudo-going down on his knees part. LMAO!
I didn't get what was so funny about him though. I mean, sure he's good for some cheap laughs but I was expecting something more from the way my friend went on about his shows. I guess Jess corrupted me with all the stand-up comedian shows and raised my imaginary comedy bar for them.
Afterward, we went around the adjacent rooms in St James and at the end of the night (or morning), I haven't really drank that much. I totaled to be about 2.5 glasses of coke and whiskey so that makes it around 1.25 glasses of whiskey neat. No wonder I didn't feel any buzz.
But after what happened the last time, I'd rather not experience that nauseating sensation again.
The people there were saying how I'm such a good sport for doing their dares but they really weren't much were they? :P
As my buddy says "What does she *not* dare to do? She's already almost broken a door coz it's locked by those stupid card-access. She's already had a shouting match with the boss less than 3 months into the job. She's even sneaked something she wasn't supposed to bring into 2 places already!"
...Which brings me to the question of what *do* I not dare to do?
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So I have been watching a bit too much Top Gear lately and all the cars and heady imaginary petrol smell was getting to me. And randomly, a thought came to me the other day--maybe if I stop playing racing games with buttons, I might be better at it.
...The next thought that came to me was "Stop kidding yourself, woman! You suck even when you drive a *real* car."
Lol!! I couldn't even lie to myself properly. I simply can't deny the fact that I don't drive often enough to be any good at it and I generally suck at any game that requires hand-eye coordination--even the simple move-and-jump types. Bro always compare my dexterity to a cow's. Can't really fault him for that. ;)
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Some colors are perfect on some things... Like red on a Ferrari, yellow on a Lamborghini, navy blue on a BMW, or silver on a Mercedes, black on a Mitsubishi Lancer Evo and
And then there are some that really don't. Like lime green on a Lamborghini (Don't laugh. I've seen it before. =_=) and slightly less blinding, pink on a Nissan March C+C. But what got me to post about the colors of cars instead of the nice wedding dinner I went to last night is this--
A Land Rover with a Nissan March orange paint job.
Now that is 3 shades of wrong. I literally pointed at that abomination and yelled rather loudly (to the amusement and annoyance of my companions) at how fugly that is and how that paint job alone had single-handedly questioned the possession of good taste in Singaporeans and tarnished the reputation of Land Rovers everywhere.
On its own, Nissan March's orange was already pushing the limit of my sense of style and artistry (which isn't really that great if my aunt had any say about it...) but they've gotten away with it because the car itself is small and cute. On something that big and lumbering, it is just begging to be laughed at. All it needs are black stripes and I can call it Garfield's automobile cousin who was hit with the ugly stick a little bit too much.
...But I happen to like Land Rovers (and Garfield) so the only proper thing for me to do is exclaim my indignation at that hideous piece of work.
Call me old fashioned but something that rugged and 4WD should never be in anything beyond the darker spectrum of blue, green or gray.
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Beyond used
As dw had taken the same lab I'm taking now, I got him to send me his answers which I'd copied from--I mean, checked my answers against. :P
So 1-2 weeks ago, I realized my bench gets crowded when I'm not around. And it took me a while to realize that the reason why people are crowding around my empty seat was because I had absentmindedly left my lab notes with answers on them and they were accidentally-on purpose peeking at them. So ok fine. Since they were so discrete about it, I let them off. But I did mentioned rather loudly about how everyone is copying everyone else answers and that if one of them got their answers wrong, we'd all be screwed.
One of the people who were craning their necks to peer at my model answer was the group besides mine. (FYI, there's 3 in a group.) And today, as I left out 1 question, I turned to ask if they knew the answer to it.
One said she didn't do it yet.
A while later, I asked them again and this time, the other one said they were copying his answers.
Okay fine... Once more for good luck. I asked them again a little later. And this time, the last one said she'd handed it up already.
*pause* ...You mean you didn't know I still don't have the answer to that question after you're done copying his answers even though I asked him while *you* were copying his answers and therefore couldn't tell me the answer before handing it up after you were done copying his answers?
*pause* ...Maybe I shouldn't have been so kind and generous... It's a dog-eat-dog world out there apparently. No such thing as helping out your fellow classmate anymore.
*pause* ...I'm really kinda disappointed in people in general after this morning charade.
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$10 Chinatown KTV from 2-7pm on a weekend!
So I went for the KTV session Joshua from work organized and despite my initial misgivings, it turned out to be rather fun. The bunch of them were all crazy buggers who are really not shy and since I have found out long ago that as long as there are other people who would be silly together with me, I can and will get all high and hyper with them as well. Screamed a few rock songs to let out some of my earlier frustrations.
Among the xiao kias (crazy kids) as I affectionately call them were the bunch of us from DSTA (previously from NTU EEE) and this guy who was a friend of one of the guy from DSTA (previously from NTU EEE). And it turns out, he was the same guy who me and lz and qx know as Tight Tee Guy. He would always turn up in this really small tshirt--it's like almost 2 sizes too small--and on most days, we would get the full view of his hard nipples. Which is disturbing actually... What's more disturbing was how close to me he lives. It's literally across the street, to the left/right of the road--depending on which road you crossed.
On a less disturbing note, there was like a free flow of selected drinks for members too so it's very value-for-money. Spent less than $10 on a 5-hour activity.
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OMG Coincidence Day
So obviously, I had to tell lz about TTG and as I told her where I was and what I was doing this afternoon, I realized she was doing the same thing too.
We both had KTV from 2-7pm at that cheap Chinatown KTV and we both had dinner at the nearby hawker center. We even ordered the same food from the same store. But what's amazing is how we managed to miss each other despite all these coincidences.
I was on the 3rd floor while she was on the 2nd in the KTV. And we were on different sections of the hawker center.
How did that happen?! O_O
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