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Saturday, August 04, 2007

Madness ....

that was how yesterday pass. first i have to start work at 7am, when kinda ended at 7pm. great, kinda shocked when Mel threw in her resignation via a txt msg, and didnt rocked up to work. tell me abt havin manpower down every time i am in charge. luckily got maureen to come in the mornin, if not i will be on reg for the whole fuckin mornin.

sales was pretty alrite, jess came in lookin flustered. apparently she banged her mum's bf car which parked very near her. as she just got her license, she tot she could reverse out, but nah. pretty impressed with her. the guts to try.

anyway, before store closes, Tegan and Rob came into the store. i guess it was pretty alrite, not much comment abt it. haha, yes. if andre goes off at me on tues, i will bloody ticked. work aside.

came back home, rushed to shower and out of the door. supposedly meetin Tegan at the hotel at 730 and by the time i reached was almost 8. supposedly dinner at Freo, but by the time that gal get ready, was almost 9 plus. cool. wanted to hav dinner at Oriel's but guess what, their service sucks big time. waited almost one hr without bein serve.wtf. got me so pissed off that i walked out. if u are wonderin how come i can sit there for one hr, well, coz Tegan they all were sayin wait for a while.

so with me super hungry and angry, we headed straight down to Freo. lose the mood to eat. was pulled into a game of laser quest. haha, and with 3 of us as super amateurs, i didnt got killed that fast as that Lyle. haha. he literally went charging towards the opponent. and the winner of the team is Tegan, coz she literally stand in the energiser area. haha, apparently her gun is fucked. haha. it was seriously fun, considerin that the gun is super heavy. haha.

den we started our pub crawl. haha. first, headed down to Newport, pretty nice place, with live band. i am not realli a huge fan of live band esp when they are playin heavy metal music. haha. after that headed down to Benny's which also hav live band, but their music is more of Salsa music, after 11 is dj spinnin. cool. stayed for a while, den headed down to Sail Anchor to grab some booze. wanted to go down Metro Freo, but i tink is the fact that it was pretty dead, didnt realli wanna go in. so Lyle suggested headin back to NB, goin Connectionx which is a gay club. pretty cool idea.

before that, we stopped at Rob's place in Spearwood so that he could grab his uniform for work, they slpin over at tegan's crib. haha. headed down to Connections along James St. by then i was realli tired, coz i was the driver. haha. pretty nice place, nice crowd too.

weird ting is that i was asked for phone number from this super hot chic. haha, and Rob got so jealous. haha. too bad. by this rather cute guy tried to picked Rob up though, and u shld hav seen how they danced together, haha. lets say how abt a snake on a stiff pole. haha. seriously, those ppl at the club can dance. i was memerised by this gay whu i seriously swear can dance. haha. Tegan tot i was in a trance. haha.

the nite ended with Lyle pukin, oh ya i forget to mention that the moment they stepped into my car, they were alreadi drinkin, the onli time they were not drinkin is walkin between clubs. haha. got the idea. if i rem correctly, they each hav a dozen of Coronas each. haha. and one more ting is that, Lyle and Tegan had bladder problem, keep askin to go toilet, esp when i am on the freeway back to NB. nearly had to stop to let them out. haha. when back in the city, lyle had to rushed off to the train station to take a pee, i am pretty sure the driver next to me tot what the hell is wrong with him. haha.

all in all, it was a pretty good nite, i was seriously tired by the time i reach home, and not to mention we didnt had dinner at all. too tired to grab it anyway. haha.

dunno whats the plan for today, hopefully is just chillin out. haha, seriously broke, and did i mention i got a fine of 100 bucks for parkin. that is behind Oriels. fucked up.


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