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![]() On an exhausted Saturday night, I blog away with the music grooving in my ears. The beats are still on my mind... It's been a while. Time check: 6.15pm Lala's got new fishes that was caught in the drain next to my school. Colourful and redish! Total: 15! My new darling fishes. Headed home from school yesterday with them, hoping they will like their new home. The plan for the night: Drinks at Colour and off to Cocco Latte Well, before Dolor picks Lala up, Lala decides to do 100 skipping, 50 sit ups and a run at 6.15 when she was suppose to meet Dolor at Errr.... 7.15? Grinz!
Time check: 9pm A nice walk down Boat Quay and the amazing view creates amazing surprises. Went over to Colour where Xiao Bao was working.Nice chill out atmosphere and a strong touch of Martini lychee made for me!Not forgetting the tequila sunrise that begins our night. Met a couple of Xiao Bao friends... one who meditates after a bailey's, one who has nice Bangkok necklace, one who wants a night with Dolor (p/s: he's a dude!) and simply May and her gf who's all so nice and sweeT! Time check: 11.30pm Arrival at Cocco Latte with a long wait for a tipsy Pickleberryfairy who nearly took a cab home and a whole lot of people we met while waiting. As so the night begins with a packed up grooving and hell lot of people. Squeeze squeeze squeeze... while Dolor goes missing Pickleberryfairy and Lala decides to squeeze in the crowds for some atmosphere to dance. Lost Xiao Bao in the crowd a couple of times, I think the only thing I remembered was seeing her sign and sign, asking her to dance and downing the vodka redbull from her jug.The music... simply the kind that gets you grooving endlessly. The crowd... hot, sweaty and simply tipsy. And there goes Lala... singing and dancing back in Dolor's car. As you can see... I don't recall much! I just groove to the beat.....
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+*In Perfect SiLence*+
+*inteRest*!+
+*LookinG ARounD*!+
+*BoreD?*+
Click on START first, and wait till the background color changes. Once it changes, hit STOP! The addiction starts here..
+*Weren't they just memories?*!+
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