Exactly one week ago was work’s Christmas party and it was awesome. I really hate going to work functions where everyone holds a glass of champaign, stand around and mingle. How boring is that? As if you don’t mingle enough at work?
Instead, Marriner throws kick ass party. Party with abundance of drinks, finger food, performing band and live show complete with half naked man and sexy dancers.
Anyway, I’ve posted two albums on Facebook and them some. Here are the rest that was sent to me this week (half of which I don’t remember taking!!):
It was a crazy night. Everyone was drinking to their heart’s content and dancing the night away.
Needless to say, tired feet for me. Ah yes, I was waiting for a chance to whore my new shoe out. You like my new 9cm shoe? Not the highest heel I’ve got but definitely the shiniest; complete with them little shiny swarovski crystals from front to back.
I’ve not said this until now. After years of (i dare say) experience clubbing and going out… I absolutely abhor GIRLS WHO GOES TO CLUB THAT DON’T FUCKING DRINK. What’s your point going to club then? Getting laid?
It is suppose to be drinking, having fun, doing silly things with your mates and dancing the night away.
If you don’t drink, you won’t be able to be having fun, doing silly things with your mates and nearly impossible to dance the night away.
I have this friend (not close at all, mind you) who doesn’t drink when we go out (and for some reason she’s still invited every time we go out) and is LOUD and good with exaggerations when people drink. When asked to drink, she’ll come up with the most ridiculous and shameless excuses. How boring! I’m sorry but this kinda people just totally wreck my mood every time we go out and I truly despise them from inside my bones.
Ok, that seem bad yea? I’ve got worst case scenario!!
I know this girl right, she again, don’t drink when we club but the worst part, she complains just about everything. There’s too much crowd, there’s people pushing, there’s people dancing behind her, the heels hurts, the line’s too long, that person is too drunk, this guy is smoking next to her and SHE doesn’t drink!! Well I’ll save the details for your imagination. But really, she’s that bad. For some reason, both of these girls craves for more clubbing and drinking session, how lame.
My advice, if you don’t drink, go home and get laid.
For the last time, I want to complain how time flies. This week was sooo busy. Work, studies, and ALOT of outings.
- I had to interview people for the 1st time in my life, without help from anybody else. I had to plan everything, permission, questions, timing, venue and all.
- I had to do tiresome-ass groceries shopping.
- I had to do ALOT of cleaning and washing.
- I had to deal with readings for real. 2 hrs per reading. Average 5 readings per subject. So it is like 20 hours of pure intense reading.
- I had to go clubbing and drink. (i am old and retiring soon)
- I had to shake it like I’ve not shake it before.
- I had to walk alot of walk.
- I had to catch up with various people and do various activities.
Anyhow, I have a confession to make, I am in deep trouble.
1) Haven’t had any good night’s sleep for 2 weeks and counting. (Since 1st of March)
2) Old injury is popping up again.
3) Gaining mad weight.
4) Too much coffee. I’m a sucker for latte & long black.
5) Weakness for ciggies.
6) I think about others before I think for myself.
This coming week, I’ll have a huge presentation that I’d really like to score. 1st essay since Nov 2005 due the week after. (long ass hiatus for 4 months) More interview, more writing and meetings. Big ass asian night on Thursday. And god knows what else I gotta deal with. Wish me luck. I need all the luck in the world. No shit.
I am single and I’m not gonna deny it. I had a wonderful Valentine’s Day. Got flowers too courtesy of a generous man. We had dinner, drank and had lots of fun; laughing that is.
Everyday’s been great so far, having the opportunity to laze around and just doing nothings is fun. But one thing though, I think I’m back to ground one where there was a time that I sucked in drinking liquor. Seriously, I think my 2 months-beer-holiday trip kinda made my body system to forget about liquor. So that is why I once again sucked big time with liquor.
For instance, yesterday I had the most disgusting shot of the night, not Barcardi 151, not Absinthe, not Chartreuse but some big-ass shot glass pure vodka. It’s like blowing vodka for 10 seconds. EW !! Who in the right mind would shot that? You’d think it is just vodka no big deal, but boy was it hard to swallow because of the big-ass shot glass and the after taste was just as disturbing. I was at the high 10 but after the shot I dropped to a high 2.
Nowadays, I am introduced to clubbing to a new extend. We no longer club at a club all night long. We actually do club hopping. Minimum 2 sometimes 3. I start to wonder if my physique could hold on any longer.
Psst.. I’m back to my shuffling days also… >.<
