Ever HAd?

I don’t get many days like this.. in fact… they’re so rare that it makes you want to relive it over and over again.. guess it just makes it much much more memorable.. I don’t get many days when I wake up in the morning.. feeling just so completely lighthearted.. where the memories of the nite before just brings a smile to my face… where I can breath a sigh of contentment that even knowing that my work shift completely sucks this week and that my back is hurtin’ like a bitch at the moment….. it can’t deter me from wiping that smile of my face… 

The reason for my out-of-character bliss? The most simple answer…

I Had a Good night..

I know from my recent posts about my escapades in metros seem to indicate that I have fun nearly every weekend… which is true.. I do.. but I don’t wake up every Sunday morning with this feeling of bliss… that is a rarity.. I usually spend most Sundays trying to deal with a hungover stomach.. (which is where the green tea come in…)..

First of all.. the background..

On Tuesday.. I got a call from Tim after gym..

Tim: Hey Jules, what’re you doing Friday and Sat night?

Me: Erm.. should be nothing.. what’s going on?

Tim: So,, you’re free?

Me: Yeah.. should be..

Tim (talking to Adrian in the background): Ok.. sign him up..

Me: Sign me up for what?!?

TIm: Nothing..

Me: Huh? What is it?

Tim: You’ll find out soon..

On Thursday morning.. just before heading off to work.. I checked out Adrian’s Blog to find out that I’ve been signed up with him, TIm and Vince to be male escorts for models in a modelling competition at a Chung Wah function called ‘Miss Chinatown WA Modelling Competition’..

So.. yup.. I got jipped into becoming the model’s bitch for the night..

On Friday.. Rachel (one of the contestants) drives us up to Balcatta for rehearsal.. Our job was simple enough… Just escort the contestants in an elegant way to the stage.. simple job.. although being there for more than 4 hours seemed a tad wasteful..

The next night.. we were dapperly dressed with attitude in our suits… we had to make do a bit since most of us couldn’t fit into them anymore.. (the metabolism slows down when u get older… ) …  in fact.. we were much more better dressed than the audience (but definitely not better than the contestants..:)) …

The night went pretty well though.. although we saw this ‘woman’ on one of the intermission dancing sessions…

She.Had.Muscles. That woman.. was freakishly buffed.. We agreed that she was definitely a lesbian… and we were pretty sure she wasn’t the bitch in the relationship..

AS Adrian commented..

Adrian: Omg.. she’s got shoulders that are wider than ours.. 

And Me

Me: Dude… those aren’t tits man… those are pecs…

That was pretty much the only major development during the function.. The contestants were pretty cool to let us take some pimpin’ pictures with them…

                                                              

 

My only comment about the contests though… the scoring system is the most retarded ever.. They get 4-5 judges.. then get an average.. then calculate the median.. we were like.. wtf?!? No wonder the friggin contest dragged on forever..

The segments were divided into Evening Wear, Swim Wear.. and finally Cheong Sam..

I thought the Cheong Sam segment was the best.. that is what I call traditional elegance..

ANyway.. after escorting them off for the final time.. we changed and got the hell out of there… ! Straight to Metros! Where the fun begins..

And it was an awesome nite! An old mate of ours from high school joins us there.. Kee Ong..

And to make the night better, Chi Sun and Vernon show up as well..

Old friends… how we’ve all come a looong way since high school.. made different choices.. regretted some.. but made do with others.. We are who we are today because of them.. and most of us are now Men because of the those choices and the people we surround ourselves with..

After round after round of Vodka redbulls, a shot of B151, a shot of Sambuca.. (that how u spell it TIm?).. and countless other drinks..  the alcohol started to hit… bout bloody time as well…  the dancing carried on..

and more friends started arriving..

Ming, Jane.. and Lianna.. Adrienne and YW, Meifania..

                                                              

the nite kept getting better. (although the B151 was still burning..).. 

and yes… there were a moment or 2.. where I was me-ing.. but somehow.. it felt different this time.. it was a teasing match.. but at the same time.. felt more connective? If only it was possible to translate them into words (either that or I have a really sucky vocab..).. words were exchanged.. glances were given and returned… *sigh*..

and during my occupation.. Nami, Honey and the guys were having fun on their own.. haha.. I heard the stories later.. I gotta say.. you guys crack me up.. (which reminds me.. Honey.. I need to get some photos of your camera too!)..

After ways were parted.. we came upon our usual spot… Billy Lees.. although appetites were indeed small.. (I blame that on the Hot & Sour soup, FA!).. haha.. j/k.. . we soon left Northbridge… we sent Nami home.. and sang Usher’s ‘Let it Burn’.. it seemed like the nite was definitely over…..

Or was it?

Adrian drove down Canning Hwy.. for some retarded reason.. Freeway South was clossed from 2 am onwards… We saw the cop lights.. the Booze bus was there…  we tried to take a detour to avoid them.. but.. cops were stationed there as well… they asked Adrian to blow[ ] into the breathlyzer… hearts were beating… then the copper says..

Cop: Sir, you’re definitely over..

That was when I thought that the nite was gonna end in a sucky way.. the female cop drove Aids’ care to a nearby parking lot.. me, Vince and TIm stayed there whilst Adrian walked to the Booze bus.. we were cursing under our breaths.. muttering that if only we stayed longer at the restaurant.. we would have avoided them.. or if a car had driven in front of us.. we would have gotten off scot-free… etc. we made plans to split the fine 4-ways.. and we saw other people walking back to their cars from the booze bus.. one of them cursing furiously for the fine he got.. or the points taken away.. I don’t know.. we were more concern about Adrian..

Then TIm asks one of the officers to test him.. since one of us had to drive Aids’ car home.. and I was pretty sure I was over the limit.. Tim was tested… and the cop says..

Cop: You’ve barely drunk anything..

Wtf ? that was kinda weird cos Tim had heaps more to drink than Adrian.. must’ve been his cold…

30 minutes later.. Adrian walks out of the Booze bus..

Me: So how bad is it?

Adrian: Didn’t get charged…

Me, TIm & Vince: WHat?!?

Adrian: Apparently I was only 0.002 over the limit.. so they let me off without a fine..

Smiles and laughs broke through.. and turned out it was going to be a good night.. on the way back to Vince’s place.. we still had smiles etched on our tired faces.. how Lady Luck had shone on us..

From when I slept in my own bed till I woke up the next morning today.. throughout the whole day.. I was in a  good mood..

I wished i had more days like this..

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