supperclub;

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=41821&id=1600931169&l=040e179acc

sadly, dance floor not populated enough, and also not very sporting i guess.
or maybe it's because we were all dancing like fucking retards. due to the fact that we had no idea what the hell to do with the drink coupons so we kept calling tequila shots. had 5 or 6 of that. and then graveyard, treated benson and ohy. 75 bucks flew away just like that. make that 100 including the entrance fee. hah. then we had flaming lambo. nailed me right there.

left the place in a very unglamourous manner. puked whatever light dinner i had earlier at raffles city. i think i was such a sorry and pathetic sight. a completely mangled state, i would just lay slumped on the ground and sleep, knocked out. shaohui was like a medic, trying to relieve us of the bloody hangover bullshit we were facing. bleh. mustered the remaining strength in me and dragged my feet to the taxi. then i just died in the car. don't even remember alighting the taxi and am still wondering how i managed to get home without problems. lol. i swear it was the craziest night ever. now looking back, it was really bad. fail night? perhaps.

sunday 9am, canberra sec. our team's second "official" match.
and afterwards i wish monday would never come. :(