These mornings I’ve been busy with my driving. Zzz. Really so call “chiong” my driving lessons… Hopefully I could get my test date on June 13. Anyway, should have complete my FT earlier. But it’s ok, I don’t have a car. Not a rush.
Movie Review
Pursuit of Happyness is a good movie. It’s inspiring. I would rate it 4/5. I wonder if there is any book on it, I would seriously like to read it. The phrases used are motivating. It’s just like Tuesdays with Morrie. However, Tuesdays with Morrie is definitely better. It covers the wider scope of life. For
Will smith is good and so is his son. There is a connection in the show. To think about his life, I would probably in a depressed state. With wife leaving you, you’ve got to take care of your son, make food for him, and entertain the tenant who couldn’t understand you (because he needs the money too); so you paint the house and get into trouble with the police for forgetting to pay parking fees. Then, you’ve a thick bible to read and study to be a stock broker.
If you notice, no matter how hard life is, he still carry himself with pride and backbone. Anyway, to read a book would allow me to have a more in depth literate analysis.
For 300, it’s a good show. It’s more of war, pride, glory and fame. The Spartans’ battle skills are impressive. However, you can see that you’ve got to stay humble and conscious at all times; and not smile. Otherwise, your head would get chop down by enemy unnoticeably.
So, yesterday was D’s sister and cousin birthday. I didn’t brought any presents. But I wished him “Happy Birthday”. Money is going to be passed to D to buy presents in Japan when her whole family goes overseas.
Anyway, dinner was at Yan’s Palace. Near Chinatown? I think so. Food was good. Every dish was reasonably well cooked. I would rate 3.5/5. D’s parents booked 2 tables in a Kara Room. So dinner was again with sing songs, with oldies and young songs mixed. I guess it cost like 800 bucks for that dinner? Food were too much that from the No. 6 – No.9 dish onwards have to be packed home. No. 10 is the desert, mango pudding with the milky thing which I forgot what it’s called. Zzz.
Then, as they said the night is still “young” which to be is quite old because I sleep usually that time, I lost my virginity.
Not incest please. I’m just no longer a virgin clubber. Zzz.
So, it was my first time going clubbing at MOS. D’s godfather paid for the 8 of us. It cost like $28+++ for male and probably $25+++ for females? I don’t feel good about it as I planned to pay for myself. As the previous day, they treated me to Japanese Buffet at Miramar Hotel and it’s like $30+++. I was reluctant as it’s like the family always treat you see. As for my family, there isn’t so much of food at restaurants. It’s usually food cooked at home. Hence, most of the time what I could do was to call her to my house for dinner.
Anyway, at MOS…
Hot Chicks.
Short/ superb short skirts.
Long Leg with heels (HOT).
Caucasians.
Singaporeans.
Prostitutes? LOL.
Heart pounding musics.
Anyway, it’s my first time there. The music is super loud which I for those who had never been before can’t imagine. At the dance floor, the music seems to penetrate your heart and your already pumping heart seems to be vibrating and pumping at the same time. Hence, I avoided the dance floor and shake my ass at the sides. Assay you sleep on the dance floor, I think the next morning you couldn’t wake up and would have a very good sleep. By then, you’re deaf as you exceeded the exposure limit! (adapted from OSH). Haha.
Anyway, short skirts, long legs and heels turn me on. Don’t say I’m pervert lah, which guys doesn’t look? But usually they are taken. LOL. But there is a girl dancing at the R&B side, dancing her “S” move and with hands on her long hair. You can imagine how hot it was. And I think NL who’s in his thirties was like keep looking lah?
For me, I wasn’t so obvious, I just make glances. If D wasn’t there, I would have dance by her side already lor… Anyway, I think after a while she left for somewhere. She walked passed me and I think she sort of purposely brushed my shoulders. My shaking body with hands NOT shaking at that moment, brushed passed her upper tight lah! It wasn’t meant to be man. Her skirt was short and she didn’t choose to keep left which was like got space I suppose? It is lane discipline… Anyway, when she was back, I did feel her eyes looking at me and sometimes NL though it was dark. LOL.
Anyway, clubbing is not worth to do so every time. It’s a waste of money. However, it’s a good place to meet up with long time no see friends and to chill out if you’re bored. I had cranberry vodka and stakoila shot? (spelling error?). It like little salt round a very small cup with liquor; you’ve to drink at 1 shot and later bite the lemon. It was “shiok” ah… I had 2 of it and I wasn’t high or drunk. More of like sleepy? LOL. They suppose I was, but I could still play chop sticks with D and win lehz.
NR’s girlfriend was impressed by my drinking skills and asked me if I drink often. But you see, I’m health conscious man. I don’t drink so often. D didn’t drink much as she had to drive us home. Anyway, she was really afraid to drink; otherwise she would get demerit points. As expected, we were stopped by police. It was road check, and D got checked and passed but still, fined $120. She forgot to put the probation plate you see. LOL. However, 1 more time she would get suspension and it would be 3 months.
When I reached home, I was dead tired. I called to comfort D and KNOCKED OUT. But I still woke up at 10? And she’s still sleeping I suppose.
This entry is long. Please enjoy reading. Anyway. Tokoyo Drift was good when played at clubbing!
