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Monday, September 24, 2007


Paiseh I know its been 5 days already since my birthday and I still want to talk about it.
Don't mind right?

People are still trying to celebrate my birthday with me like wei wei and menny last night, my colleagues and Nat later.
Nat can you please stop feeling bad about forgetting its really ok cus I forget birthdays too.
If you happen to read this and apologize more than once I'm just going to taekwando kick you.
Just kidding.

For some reason Menny and I were feeling a bit low last night, (Menny is it because you knew you and weiwei are going to give me a treat? =p) even though the food at Brewerkz was so good!
We shared lamb stew, Brewerkz pizza, chicken satay and two pints of ale.
Though I'm not a drinker I kind of like the mildly sweet aftertaste of Brown ale.
Good free food + free beer => Happy me!
After Brewerkz we went to Chocolate Factory for a slice of Black Forest cake (omg.. yummy..) and we sang a birthday song (for the 5th time I think but still fun!).

We chilled out there and had some girl talk with the new circle of trust.

Later on after they left I waited for my colleagues to end work to chill with them.
I was quite excited to try flaming lambo for the first time(for my birthday, again) and see whether I could get high.
The taste was quite nice, the flaming part tasted kind of mild and when they poured the milk in it was quite shiok la.
I was waiting, waiting for the high to kick in.

My colleagues too, watching to see if I was turning red or what.
We kept checking the time to see when it'll happen and after ten minutes about there they decided that it was not strong enough.
To encourage the alcohol flow they recommended that I drink some beer.
So I drank.. and waited.
After half an hour, still nothing.

What a major disappointment.
To think that the server looked at me and said 'she's drinking ar? Confirm die la.'
Because nothing happened to me they decided to go back to the bar where they work to make something for me.

I have no idea what Anil made but it was quite effective.
By the time I finished half the glass my face felt red and I could hear blood pulsing through my veins..
I was so sleepy.
But NO HIGH FEELING.

Damn whoever said that alcohol will make you high.

♥Bid Farewell

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