This weekend was a whole weekend of fun, excitement, many firsts, and definitely exhaustion. 🙂
I’m really glad and thankful to make the decision and effort to meet up with my long-time-no-see ex-tutor with her fiancé, and not forgetting… 🙂 My many firsts, happening at St James. The longest time ever since I last made a new friend. St James was a huge place located across VivoCity, near the gantry to Sentosa. It was literally a mini village, that had a mini eatery like Chomp Chomp or Newton Food Centre. – never knew that. The old powerhouse itself looked pretty cool. I believe each block was made up of many different clubs/ pub/ hang out places, whatever they call it. We chilled at a place called Gallery Bar at the second level, overlooking the dance floor.
First times are always awkward. Like what Lucille would often tell her friends whenever I try to encourage them on something, “You never try, you never know.” After a lil introduction to each other, I opened up and got really chatty. 😛 Even knowing the consequence, I requested to drink alcohol. The guys were really sweet and gentleman about it. It was really sweet and funny how they would literally only add drops of the alcohol in my drink. After a cup and a half, I felt my cheeks became hot and I wanted to dance! I was too shy to approach about it. Furthermore, the dance floor was really crowded. I felt safe and comfortable wherever I was. I had all the space I need and loud music blasting downstairs. All we needed was to get into atmosphere…
The next day…
Hives…
I literally spent the next 6-8 hours detox-ing, which helped eased the swelling and itch.
Today was Aunt’s Sabrina’s birthday and Liana’s Hen Night. I’m glad I was able to celebrate with both of them. I haven’t met those girls in the longest time ever since leaving EtonHouse. Miss those pretty girls! Brought orange cheesecake the girls as a lil gift. I’m glad that they all like it. Which reminds me, I owe them the recipe. Gotta go scan it and sent to them next week. Be patient! <;3
The first meet up place was at Pan Pacific to start off the night with some drinks. The place was lovely! I really love the interior design and architecture of that building. It never fails to capture me. On the outside, it looks like Plain Jane. But the inside? WOW. Here are some pictures that I found online..
This is the night view of Pan Pac
This, is what I love. I never fail to be amazed by that triangular shape.
How can you not love this?
Someday, I would like to try staying in this hotel during special events in Singapore. I hear it overlooks into the National Day Parade. 🙂 *Hint.
Here are some pictures I took when my friends Liyin and Hwee Min brought me to celebrate my 19th birthday.
We ate at this yummy Japanese Restaurant that I never got to go again as they were either always closed or renovating.
That’s Hwee Min and I, 4 years ago. WOW.
That’s the three of us…
Dinner is served!
This is what I love
This was 4 years ago. Look at the vast difference!
Look at it now! We sat in this cute little area that was nice and cozy.
I was extremely thrilled and excited to find out that we were heading towards Clarke Quay for Liana to do the dares. My first Hen’s night. It’s such a blessing to have Eka who’s friend is working in a club. We literally had free access to all the club we went to – Le Noir, Zirca, and Attiqca. He was so nice and offered us a whole bottel of Volka. I’m like WOAH THERE. Six five girls to one huge bottle – I’m off limits to the alcohol.. 😦
Liana’s task was pretty simple. All she had to do was sell off roses with a kiss on the cheek from a guy. And boy did we choose some cute guys! Can’t wait till pictures are up! :DDD We met a cute 19 year old celebrating his birthday at Le Noir, and boy do my girls love him to bits! He was just way too cute. The plus factor was that he’s probably Ang-moh. XP Le Noir is a small but yet cozy little place without much space for dance floor that didn’t stop us from dancing. Our next stop? Zirca. Huge place, but I personally felt bored. There’s wasn’t the mood or feel to dance. What got me upset was they did not allow me to bring in my helium balloon. I had no choice but to let it fly away. YOU MEANIE. I didn’t quite like that place. It was too big for comfort. Plus the No Balloons allowed part. 😛 We probably lasted 5 or 10 minutes there and we were out. We hung out at Attiqca last, going into the lounge made us me feel so privilege! The place was also big, with two levels consisting of different music. R&B on the first ground, and Techno on the 2nd, where the lounge was. What’s more was that, only those with tags were allowed to enter the lounge.
VIP
I would have the Zirca tag if not for Attiqca insisting that we remove it. Apparently, they are loggerheads. So cute.
Clubbing isn’t my kind of thing. I enjoy chillaxing in a bar with live band and having the best company of friends or love ones. There were many thoughts running through my mind when those few guys tried getting close. One in particular was dead drunk, and I coldly told him to leave me alone. In my heart, I felt that he was pathetic to be drinking his life away. Why do people drink to clear their problems? Is running away the best solution? How irresponsible. But yet, I could have been a lil bit nicer, trying to understand his reasons and talk to him. But my other side went “C’mon! He’s dead drunk, his breath stinks! In what kind of mind would he digest anything you’ve got to say?” I’m not trying to make any point here. Just verbalizing my thoughts. I don’t mind going clubbing, but I don’t like it when you go there to get drunk and get wasted. I think of other people whom tries hard to live when they can’t cause they are suffering from some terminal disease. I don’t like it when people get drunk and does stupid things like throwing glasses at others on the dance floor. I became in such an overprotective mother when dear Liana got hit by a glass. You’d definitely fish in plenty of hot guys at these places, but you can dream of getting one cause there are tonnes of hot girls around too. They won’t take a second look at you when they’d go for the hot, skinny looking. Clubbing was indeed an eye opening experience and a once in a lifetime must do item. It is definitely not my thing. But yet…
Thank you for letting me enjoy the experience. 🙂
P.S. After two nights of clubbing, even my bathroom lights are in the mood to club too. The lights wouldn’t stop flashing! With Halloween round the corner, it doesn’t help that everywhere you go, you have ghost shows on TV and ghosts on the streets that I imagine seeing ghosts at home! Liana even sold a rose to a Halloween dressed up … Creature?
My journey through life* 