Sunday, March 20, 2005

Rushed... and being rushed...

the time ticks somewhat slower especially on saturday night... had somewhat decline to join han kwang's b'day party with the rest of the clan in bangsar... i found myself discussing bout the trip right after i came back from my bro's future father-in-law's b'day....
"eh shin... aren't those your frens? where u guys heading this time?" my mum says...
"they going bangsar, ma... celebrate han kwang's b'day"
"and you are not going with theM?" my sis persisted...
."errm........."
be careful... i am having some moments of indecisiveness... who would refuse going out with your own clique and have fun together as well..? so...
"i'm going with them... may be very late... but i'll try to come back by latest 3"
i should have just said i'm staying at my frens house overnight...

11pm : the star's ever loving clan (14 this time) has left for han kwang's 19th b'day... celebrating at the highly-known Bangsar... little did we know that bangsar is actually a place more suitable for... Indians... as soon we reached our destination... we are seeing more indians than u can ever imagine!! they raided almost everywehre... pubs... clubs... restauratns.... streets.. and even McD's~ -.-" this is just to say that bangsar is populated more by Indians... so of course we are instantly branded as 'alien'... celebrating b'day at this kinda atmosphere is somewhat awkward i must admit...

12am ++ : after much discussions... arguments... agreements and even more disagreements... the alternative pit stop would be RUsh... definitely a place i wouldn't expect myself... considering that i'm NOT wearing long pants... which i thought was the essential part of the dress code!!! panic almost overtook me as the scenario becomes vividly clear... what if's questions come stringing out from my brain like endless chains... and the head of the question would be...
WHAT IF THE JOKERS DON'T ALLOW ME TO ENTER BECAUSE OF MY DRESS CODE??

it's already 1.30am when we reach Estin Hotel, where Rush is 'hidden'.. there's a big crowd at the entrance.. which according to Hai Liang... is a normal sight on weekends... finding parkings is definitely not an enjoyable moment as we travelled levels and levels in the car park building... which finally we found the perfect spot : loading bay... wonder if anyone has thought of loading the cars for sale? hrrm.... still worrying bout my shorts... we waited and waited till the person in charge came and took our orders... and not long after that i found myself squeezing past hordes and hordes of adults in the 'dancefloor' seeking our spot. so i guess i'm just lucky... or does long pants really matter? i dunno which wan.. prefers the first one though :p

and now the typical moment... drinking the liquor... to welcome han kwang's 'turning' to 19.. even though it's abit late... but time doesn't matter does it? drinking a few packs... feeling myself synchronizing to the DJ's beat... so... TO THE DANCE FLOOR~~!

it's very very crowded... surprised to find myself some space to dance along... there were few good dancers as well doing the Melbourne Shuffling... which is unique no matter how many ppl do it... cos everyone's style is different.. apart from pro dancers... there were too.. erm... wing flappers as well i must say... judging by our eagerness to just follow the beat... we tried our own variation of 'shuffling'.. though not the real marvel sight to see.. at least we did enjoy ourselves... and of course leng lui's are not to be missed in this sorta place... so that's how they know ppl in clubs huh?? :)

there was a time though... half way dancing through... when han kwang appeared in front of us wearing an extra shirt.. hrrrm... that shirt's familiar.. just can't place it in my mind at that time... later... quek came to us... TOPLESS! laughter filled that confided space.. to make things even unbearable is the semi-drunken han kwang kept on informing any passers-by that quek is topless... some extra moments found in RUSH huh?? :p

fun time seems to pass by quicker than the ones u dreaded... it's already 4am when i'm encountered by this guy...

guy : *pats on my shoulder*
Me : turns around.. "HI! can i help you?
guy : *shows a card*
it's kinda dark..and i simply have no idea wat it is...
guy : get a lighter
Me : turns to hon fei for lighter... as the merry fire is born... so does my consciousness... it dawned on me that the card he's holding... a word is shown clearer than any crystal in that sorta scene...


Pesuruhjaya

THIS GUY IS AN ENFORCER! fortunately.. he's here to send the customers away from the 'pit'... business hour has its limits too it seems...

so we are forced to leave Rush... wei yee's stomach has turned into a washing machine and required an outlet... solution ? Mouth! out goes the gross stuff... but that kinda makes u feel better.. rather than have them rumbling in ur stomach... Mei Qi has trouble inside her stomach...but she can't get them out too...Hong Yang too threw out on our way home... drank alot this time... Han kwang no doubt is not in good condition, he's been forced to drink the liquor and the initial plan according to hai liang and quek is to make him spill out his inner thoughts and secrets... :p even though he's been denying that he's drunk... wait.. that's how the drunkard behaves isn't it?

quite a memorable night for all of us... a new found experience... though this sorta experience should only be done once in a while... it's expensive to club.. a reminder to ppl... it's almost 'investing' if u frequent too much...

reached home at 5 safe and sound... but lectures are expected!!!

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