December 2009
That was us about half a year back, all dressed up and hyped up for Mambo night. This year, Kais fell sick, while Fran and I remained determined to prove that we're not getting THAT old. We've been lamenting about our (pending) adulthood for the longest time.
So tonight, in our killer heels and pretty frocks and eye makeup, we charged to Zouk! Then, Fran and I realized we were ALONE. By ourselves. Two of us who don't fancy clubbing much. So, we walked two rounds, trying to look cool, while frantically trying to remember (in secret) which queue to join. HAHA. Shh. It's just been too long!
After we finally got our chops, we decided to hop over to Clarke Quay to do some minor pub-crawling since it was still bright and early. But 20minutes later we found ourselves at Coffee Club, with pasta, cake and TEA set in front of us. Hahaha.
You know you're really getting old when your "big night out" consists of making a round through the entrance of Zouk, having high tea at midnight, followed by a nice, long chat by the river. Then home. Yawns! But oh, it's a good kinda getting old with your best girlies. Thank God for girlfriends. (:
Post-Script: We were too happily relaxed to even get someone to take a photo for us this time. HAHA.
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