Monday, June 04, 2007

club hoppin

DXO, ST JAMES, CLINIC, OR SHARMAINE'S HOUSE?

i learnt one thing yesterday, and that is, sunday is not a good day to club. its seriously freaking boring with songs from the other end of the world. lucky, a few fun hommies is able to turn tables around.

went DXO yesterday because of some salsa competition that my salsa seniors are involved in. turned at that now is actually International Latin Festival, whatever that is. was super boring as firstly, the crowd's age group was freaking old yesterday. i actually see old uncles and aunties. seriously and secondly, we do not know what the hell was going on. after spending eternity to figure out where to get our drinks, we managed to get our drinks (vodka cranberry around the table) and secured a freezing cold table. there was really nothing to do as latin was not really our kind of music. we ended up cam-whoring.

when the competition actually did start, i was a bit startled as i thought its going to be a purely salsa event. but it turned out to actually involve Berchatta(i don't know how to spell it, correct me if i'm wrong), pole dancing and exotic dance. both me and felicia was damn tempted to learn the exotic dance la but i know dear will freak if i did. i then learnt from my seniors that its not a slasa competition, but actually a school competition and that we are all under this dance school called GROOVE and that my dance instructor is actually the vice-principal of this school. how cool is that.

when the competition ended, the excitement also did and so we decided to club-hop and go st. james, since i haven't been there before. when i heard that it was gay night, i was kind of doubtful, but decided to go for the sake of RnB.

to tell you the truth, i actually thought that st. james was a club by itself and so when we reached there, we were like 3 country bumpkins walking around. we went into this club called Movida and it turned out to be having the salsa night as well. and so, when three cam-whoress come together and have nothing to do, its off to the toilet we go to take as much pictures as we can! lucky the toilet was nice, the dressing room was shaped into a circle with a high chimney looking thing at the top.

we the decided to go to the cannery and then choose a club from there, ending up at the Clinic. it was'nt as nice and big as i thought and i did not manage to try that IV drip thingy its famous for, which was quite a bummer. but the music was good, for that moment till they played electrico and retro. had my bourbon coke but their coke seems to be more expensive then their chivas as all i can taste is that. got quite high dancing with sharmaine and felicia as it was uber fun dancing with them. they make great clubbing partners as they are open, doing lesbian dances and stuff.
had some weird people popping up since we started dancing though.

1. two indian uncles wanted to dance with us, but puhlease.... take a look at the mirror
2. a caucasian wanted to have a photo with me
3. another caucasian asked felicia to have a dance with him
4. two guys who kept staring at us, zack and another which i forgot his name, asked to have a dance. ditto to number 1
5. an uncle stared at us as if we were from another world after clubbing
6. three irritating guys with horrible english who has a bad pick up line that says:you have an angel in your eyes.will someon ask them to look into the mirror???

we then went to sharmaine's house to sleep over as the next day, we are meeting our classmates. although we went back quite early, i was freaking tired. think its because i woke up early for church.

sharmaine had a hard time waking me and felicia up and i seriously do not know her reason for her 'highness'. she can get high with no rhyme or reason. but that's what makes her fun la hor, funny face? oops, she's going to kill me for that.

pictures galore! collage all thanks to sharmaine.