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I did the most retarded thing last nite… I knew not to do it.. but I did it anyway… I knew what would happen but I shrugged it off in arrogance.. but hey…

That’s me..

The silly things I do… I mean.. i know people who have done worst… (there are times when I get injured in the process… Bart, Leonn, Ming, Vince, David, Ben, Tim, Nami, Adrian, Des etc…. u guys know what and who I’m talking about… -_-)..

There are times when I’ve done some seriously stupid stuff as well.. (2 car crashes in a span of 3-4 months… that can’t be good.. ).. and there are times when I do or say something that I meant to be good but it always seems to backfire at me.. 

Hell.. my shenanigans at Metros sometimes are a testament to that..  apparently I’m an enigma to many people cos’ I can’t seem to stick with one personality without treading into another.. (The Jekyll-Hyde thing.. )..

Those who know me closely (.. and intimately).. know that my exteriors are meant for the sake of theatricality since I’m the sort of person who’s unwilling to expose the inner part of me.. (past experiences have shown me that there are people who take advantage of that.. ).. I’ve been told that I’m a nice guy.. and I have been told that I used to be a nicer guy.. what can I say.. certain experiences in life have harden my traits…

But people grow.. sometimes into better people.. others.. into bitter individuals… I tend to tread the fine line there.. that’s why I couldn’t wish for a better group of friends who have helped me many a time to step into the former.. just by being there and just by being who they are.. I’m grateful for that..

On a lighter note.. Metros last Sat was mediocre at best.. although I achieved the impossible and behaved that nite.. :)… with 3 injuries..-_-

1.) a bite mark on my left arm.. (can’t remember if that was TIm or Nami.. )

2.) a jarred thumb by accidentally slamming against Ben.. (I know.. I know.. guys.)

3.) bruised nipples.. (by both genders.. although I was offered an interesting explaination of why my tits became the target of constant pinching by u guys..    -_-)

Ming and YW (and Eugene) tried to get me to showcase my ‘Julian-ing’ (sorry guys.. haha.. I’m mellowing down on that.. ).. oh yeah.. and I think I left out the bit of where I was literally dragged from Vince’s room to the drinking table..

Haha.. man.. what a nite..

Oh yeah..

sorry for the side track.. but the ‘retarded’ thing I did?

I drank 2 full pots of green tea just before going to bed at 11 .. and I couldn’t sleep till 2.30a.m… which kinda sucks since I had to get up at 5 am to go to work… -_-

*sigh* The things I do…

P.S.I need to grab the Vic Secrets vid of one of you guys..

Yesterday, my father told me a true tale about his side of the family and a little bit of his childhood. I learned something new and understood him a little bit better.

But in an odd way, I understood and learned something new about myself and my  brother as well. Like the parables I used to love reading and listening to as a child, this tale gave me a moral lesson of the repercussions of sibling rivalry when taken to the next level.

I think I understand that now.

I just hope that I’ll remember it.

Ever had one of those mornings of recovering from a BIG nite? You wake up.. your stomach’s in limbo on puking but at the same time u can’t… you feel dehydrated… you lips are dry.. your eyes feel puffy… in fact they are, you’re so tired u’d think u were wrestling with a mad bull.. you feel so off-coloured that you were probably still in technicolor while the whole world’s in digital..

Then it hits you…

The vague memories of the nite before.. what you said… what you did.. all under the influence of alcohol… all coming to bite you back in the ass… the embarassing moments that didn’t seem embarassing when you were doing it.. all the flashbacks that precipitates in you slapping your head going…

‘Oh God… What the fuck was I thinking?!?!?! NNNOOOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!‘..

Yup… I had one of those nites… last nite in fact.. to ‘celebrate’ my birthday… First of all.. need to apologize if i did or said anything wrong last nite..

Sorry guys!

Seriously.. with my apparent tendency to go ‘Julian-ing’ (as described by Vince and accepted by everyone.. :p) under the influence of alcohol.. I’m kind of terrified about what shenanigans I get up to.. and Des.. you know what kind or shenanigans i do get up to.. :p

The nite started out with champagne at Tim’s place.. 3 glasses and a couple of swigs of Chivas.. I was already on my way to dodgyville.. then we hit Metros.. the guys proceeded to buy me drinks.. first it was Adrian’s Vodka redbull, then it was Tim’s Flamming Lambo.. then Des’ Tequila (that idiot bartender gave us sugar instead of salt… !) .. then the nite went vague from there.. think Ben, Vince and Jun bought me a drink.. and I’m pretty sure one of them was a B151… it was pretty sketchy after that .. I think i got more drinks after that.. hell.. i even bought myself one..

What I can’t seem to remember are the spaces  in  between..  everything seems out of sequence.. and the next thing i knew it i was having supper with Ben and TIm and a few others at one of the later nite chinese restaurants.. I woke up this morning at TIm’s place.. at 9 in the morning.. drove back home and slept again.. I woke up to try to piece the nite together and now I’m here.. writing and lamenting on the previous nite’s events.. all that alcohol.. think there should be a study on people going Mr Hyde when being that intoxicated… I’m pretty sure I’ll be the main test subject…

SEriously.. I love you guys as brothers (and sisters..) .. but you’re all fucking mad!!

An encore for Australia Day? Muahahaha!!

Ever Had one of those weird nights at Metros? This was one of them..

Ok… for the uninitiated.. Metros is an R n’ B nightclub in Northbridge(The central suburb for people who need to let lose and party the nite away…. :p)… actually.. it’s more like THE RnB club in Northbridge.That club has gone thru heaps of permutations and has recently stuck with the RnB thing bout a couple of years back.. there was a time when they were in to the whole Dance and Trance thing to compete with The Church (Another Trance club…not that kind of church.. ).. then they swapped with keeping the Dance section downstairs and the RnB section upstairs. NOw.. they’re a full blown RnB club in keeping up with the recent explosion of RnB artists on the music wave. I say… Good move.. but that’s only because I’m an RnB fanatic..:).. Oh yeah.. the chicks are good there as well (well.. some of the time anyway..).. :p

Now.. on with the weird nite.. I was hanging around with YW and his friend A (it’s a girl btw..) slightly tipsy but not full blown drunk.. I intended to behave that nite.. :).. Then this random Asian guy next to us (Let’s call him RAG for the random-asian-guy).. asks if he could have a sip of A’s water… I mean sure why not.. although I could tell that he was gone judging from his drooping eyes (he looked like he had a pair of weights attached to each eye..) .. then he asked A if she wanted to dance.. for some reason she said yes.. and they went off to the dance floor.. the shocker bit came when he started holding her waist in an effectionate way.. she gave me the ‘awkward’ look on her face.. so I got YW and proceeded to get her off the dancefloor away from that RAG…

It was only half a success…

Instead of getting a clue to get the hell away from us.. he followed us still with hands on her waist and tried to buy us a drink.. we said no at first.. but we thought.. if that could get him off our backs.. why not? What we didn’t think he’ll do is this… he bought each of us a Flamming Lambogini.. which is a pretty feral drink.. for $25 a pop..

So some random guy spent $100 to get into our good books.. -_-.. Needless to say.. I wasn’t impressed..  so anyway.. cut a long story short… he still tried to get friendly with us.. we resisted and nearly the end of the nite.. he got the clue and left us..  I mean seriously.. the lengths some guys would go through just to pick a girl up at a club.. that takes some reeeeaaaalll effort there.. I think he was trying too hard though.. I mean.. if it’s a lost cause buddy.. move on!

Oh yeah.. metros was ‘ok’ last nite.. I’m hoping it’s gonna get better next week… apparently it was better than the week before.. so I hope the trend sticks.. Anywayz… gotta decide whether to go for my Physical Fitness class or hit the beach.. the weather’s so nice… oooh… the dilemma…

LAterzz..

P.S On another note.. ‘A’ told me that someone said I looked scary that nite… wtf? It’s the black shirt with the the X pendant, isn’t it? 

P.P.S This posting showcases the reason for the blog title..

My second entry and the first of many baby steps of my foray into the world of blogging. I’m actually an avid reader of many of my friends’ blogs. Mostly because usually I’m too busy with work to catch up or even have a decent chat on msn. So, in a way.. this blogging space is my way to let you guys know what I’ve been up to.. (not that it really matters anyway.. :p.. there’s only so much you can talk about when it comes to analysing blood!).

So… what am I mainly going to be blogging about? Could be anything… and it could be basically about nothing.. I don’t think that I could keep a regular update about world current events or even discuss strategem in WoW (World of Warcraft, at least 60% of my friends play it.. I don’t though.. so you see my dilemma.. ).. If there’s something worthwhile to write about.. I’ll post it.. If I"m having a bad day at work.. you’ll know about it.. If a flash of inspiration hits me and whatever that inspiration may be… you’ll know about it too… and if there’s a tribute to be written… that person will be honoured on this ‘freedom-of-speech’ space.. Basically… I just want to write out my ramblings here.. :p..

Anyway… that’s it for now..

P.S

And about the title of my blog.. I’ll explain that at a later post..

I’ll get down to this eventually.. there’s a hundred and one things that I need to do first.. Stay tuned.. !