so after the dreadful napfa test experience which left my entire body aching (trust me, you will when you haven’t really exercised properly in the past year), i met up with the birthday boy to present him with his hand-cooked dinner, only to have his parents suggest we head out for dinner!

 

we made our way down to green leaf at little india, where i had my first dinner with the boyfriend’s folks.

 

it wasn’t scary, but his mother fussing over me constantly did throw me off alittle.

but still! emoticon 

 

right after that, we met up with the barflies and headed down to boiler room at st james for some lancing lancing! 

 

it was my first time clubbing "officially". i have been to zouk previously but they were all for work-related reasons. 

 

there were quite a number of barflies there - i counted 21 in total - and Zeus and Mrs Cowboy was there to head us all.  

 

initally everyone’s mood was a little dead, cause the band wasn’t exactly all that great, plus, the standup comedy by this cross-dressing dude wasn’t funny.

then with some alcohol streaming through the bloodstream, the natural high started to kick in, and soon all the girlies were rubbaing one another enthusiastically.

 

nadnut, xt, starmist, aloe - thank you for the grindingly good time! heh.

 

the guys also lah, but i won’t name you, i know you guys got your reputations to keep. emoticon

 

i ended up woozy, the boyfriend drunk, and everyone having a fantastic time.

 

just so you know, the boyfriend commented that he should get me drunk more often and throw me on the dancefloor, cause it’s as though i’m two completely different persons before i’m drunk and after.

 

heh. so i say, more parties of this sort please! emoticon