saturday night out

It’s been awhile since I came out to get murk on Saturday nights. Last night was a release of cumulated bore energies and everyone partied real hard.

Our location was Club L (name changed due to certain reasons). We’ve got full attendance from the BODs and some extra’s joining in as well. As usual, the girls got real wild while we guys set ourselves aside to ogle at other girls. Then, I met one of my old schoolmate, Mark. He came to the club alone that night and obviously, he was looking for a pickup date.

But he got plenty of luck last night. He got more than one candidates and was clearly confused. He was very disoriented and couldn’t concentrate on his conversation. He did not know who to choose. Then, he brought over a chick and came to me … (if you still can’t get it, he is trying to divert this girl to me … and he didn’t know that I came with Emily last night).

Mark : Mike … I want you to meet my friend, Stephanie. Stephanie … this is Michael. My good friend.

Girl : Damn it Mark !! I am Samantha ! [face turned real nasty]

[I was laughing like a jackass as of that moment... Mark was blushing .. or was it the alcohol ?]

Mark : Oh… yeah, Samantha. That’s what I’m about to say … heheh

Me : Fuck you Mark. Your friend and you forgot her name ?? You ought to be put to sleep man…

Mark : Heheh … it’s ok, no big deal. Now why don’t you guys chat a little coz I got something important to do.

I then saw Mark ambled away towards another chick, which I presumed was the real Stephanie. Obviously, his mind was full of Stephanie and Samantha was his cancelled project.

Well, Samantha then started a conversation with me by asking why she haven’t seen me before at that club. I was about to tell her that I don’t club at the same place every week but, I’m not in the mood to talk to her. I then told her I was away in London for somekind of assignment. Impressed her a little. And she proceeded to blurt shits about the importance of career …. and also some kind of serious shits.

Samantha had a good figure, but her face, is the type that you needed to cover up whenever you’re taking your dinner or any meal…. coz if you don’t, it will come out from your mouth straight. Seriously, I was beginning to suspect that Mark is actually a blind guy.

It was a reluctant conversation, Samantha was doing a one sided talking while I’m just nodding and yes/no. It lasted for about 5 minutes and I felt like I needed to bail right away. So, I slowly took step after step to get further away from her … and when the guys started another round of routine toast again… I grabbed my glass and went back to my group (lesson learnt: never wander too far away from your group).

Don’t know what happened to Samantha after that. Mark did came back to check out on our progress and I complimented about his eyesight. Well… his response was just a short comment - “Dude, sometimes, where you’re out of supply and nothing to do - she’s the shortcut to happiness”. Mark is a very cold blooded alien.

Well, get to know a couple more girls during the ogling event. One was the celebrity waitress there (called Morin) and the other one is Aaron Kwok’s girl (her name was forgotten along with the alcohol during the detoxification process inside my liver). Morin was cool but Aaron Kwok’s girl was promiscuous. That damn slut ought to learn about respect, especially in front of our girlfriends.

We ended our night at about 3.30am - and the only person blitzed was my friend Cindy. She shouted loudly that she could see god and cackled non-stop like the green Popeye Sea Hag. When I asked her “I thought you said that you’d only get blitzed on the month of December ?” She replied “To hell with December ! Ahahahahhahhhh”. Girls.

After that we went to take a ride on Soon’s newly modified Wrangler jeep. That sick bastard fitted a Supra twin turbo engine into his jeep, along with all it’s digital speedometer and exhaust designs. Never seen anything like that monster in my life before. That thing, is goddamn powerful … almost got offtrack during it’s 0-100 sprint inside the carpark. Man… there’s one turbocharged Prelude came by and gave us an engine roar ….and when Soon roared back, that car went into safe mode - quietly drove away like a chicken. Geezzz… twin turbo. *bow in deep respect*.