Monday, June 13, 2005
the bladder-hood
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*grin* thought this was really funny, so decided to share with my readers! sorry if it was too crude for your taste, take it with a lil' light-heartedness! and laugh the day's trouble away =)
of course, i don't usually write stuff that has no link to what has happened to me. so i shall elaborate on my very own "bladderhood". a bladderhood, broadly defined, is a group of friends who found brotherhood in the confined conditions of the toilet. not unlike the 桃园三结义, we swore to protect the inner circle of trust.... and to go to toilet together.
the toilet!
where secrets are shared
gossips exchanged
friendship strengthened.
hah! just for laughs. =) but this goes to show how much fun we had at Xiaotian's brother's wedding on Saturday night. Really had to thank Xiaotian for inviting us over, and even staying over at Sheraton Towers Hotel for the night. =) and to rest of my 4C brothers! suave Eugene, toufu liver Jeff, secretive Haoyong, steady Kuang Meng, attached Dirong.
of course, which stayover allows sleeping by midnight? the night is still young!
so.. we went over to dbl O for some clubbing actions. i think we might seem a bit over-dressed, with long sleeved shirts and pants and all (sure looks a bit like prom night if you ask me), but hey, doesn't it also exude this suave, intelligent look? *laughs*
anyway, my clubbing experience could probably be counted using 1 single hand, but i was in no doubt that day that clubs were an extension of sign languages school. serious. where else can you find everyone doing the same physical actions to the song like some well-coordinated orchestra? (for the clubbers, think Y.M.C.A and square room) oh wait, that was called dancing? gosh. or erm, was it called "self"-expression? haha, maybe i'm still too serious (or too old?) for this, but yeah, i really do see people loosening up, letting go, and just moving to the groove.
p.s. just to add a little unknown fact about Kenneth. somewhere in my JC life, i believe it was prom night (see how much i wanted this memory erased.. haha), i was (nominated) on stage vying for Dance King with 2 other people. i think i looked more like a background dancer. *laughs* funk dances type of dance just isn't suitable for competing. hmm. shall shut up before Wan Ling starts to tell of the day i danced on the bartop..
ah, but it's a joy to just watch people. esp when a familiar song comes on, really, the coordination would have put footdrill to shame =)
feeling out of element, 5 of us decided to just go to the bar and chill out with a drink, leaving the (changed) Dirong rocking on the dance floor with his army mates. i think this is the part i enjoyed more, just chatting and catching up and laughing.
just before the lights come on in dbl O, we left the place, taking a cab back to the hotel. goodness know what time we chatted till, but male bonding rocks. hmm, till i got kicked off the bed by Xiaotian and ended up sleeping on the floor. freaking cold.
we were supposed to wake up at 8 for soccer! but well, we all overslept.. haha.. expectedly.
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