Balls

Yes, Kevin. How relevant.

Just to update you and B, the only two people on the planet who now read my blog,
Today, I had a great big crap.

Uh-huh, me, Aja Ng, I did it!

How was the weekend rendezvous with the 16 girls you ask?
Ah well, it begins as it always does for the person planning such
an event...frantically.

The Imperial Hotel had not told us that they were moving us out of
the private room because our number had increased..so I arrived to
2 tables smack bang in the middle of the restaurant.

Are they crazy? Hen's Night, hello! 17 girls laughing, crying,
screaming, debating men and sex and eating multi-racial
penis topped cupcakes and you want to put us in the middle?
Na-uh, I dont think so.

So red skintight dress or not, I had to snap into action..
Butta was helping sort it out, but she decided I was the more
authoritative one

Sour-faced manager gets no points. Finally all squeezed into room.
Sitting arrangements not so happening cos we all won't sit down.
haha that bit was funny.

And dinner progressed, oysters, sushi, sashimi and wine.
Girls adjourning in groups to the smoking corner
girls talking about men and love
girls escaping other girls talking
girls catching up, giving advice, coming up with solutions

I remember a little encounter over the large cheese table
where the girl 5 feet in front of me was talking to herself
rather loudly "_______ stop talking to yourself!" I ordered
She scooted around the table to me, like a mouse
and lowered her voice at my side, in a whisper
"To be fair Aja, I wasn't talking to myself, I was talking to the
cheese."

"And what did you say to the cheese __________"

Well I was trying to fork some into my plate, but it kept sliding about
so I said told the cheese it was insolent and rude.

Man I almost died laughing. So funny, but so cool.

So lalalalala makan, flit around, settle the bill, herd everyone
off to Mansion, drink one bottle and 6-7 shots each, herd to Velvet
bride falls asleep in car, but sleeping is not allowed on
Hen's Night so bride is woken up.

Dance, R & B, drink Grey Goose and cranberry.

You know, if guys talk to you, does that mean you're being
picked up? Can't people just talk with no ulterior motive than
to get to know you or something..so yeah.

I dont think I was being picked up but thats probably
because I wasn't looking to be picked up.

90% of the girls leave. I am left lights on at 3 with one
other girl.
Beside her,the guy (GSOH, can dance) is trying to
get her and me (because I am there) to go to some rooftop
I fire her some questions in hokkien
do you want to go?
no I wanna to leave I am bored, malas
Okay then we will

Just then my phone rings, I speak
and in five minutes we are swooped upon and tugged out
of the club. Saved.

I go home, heat up the curry mee that I asked them to
tapau from Pepper Estate, 4 am, sleep.
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10 am, I text the one girl I think might be up.
Half of them call me back, speakerphone, they are
all staying together, I am the only one anal enough to
die-die come home to my own bed.

"Babe!come here spend time with us lah" the cry, all cutesy-sweetsy
I am still in bed, but am tugged by this request
"Okay..." I say.
"Good, bring breakfast okay? We are hungry, we want nasi lemak"

Kanneh.

So shower la, walk the length of bukit bintang,
where to find nasi lemak? in the end I buy KFC and
almost lose my cool..I want to scream at them, the definition
of fast food because the mtherfuckers at Sg. Wang Plaza really
dont have a clue.

Walk in the door and May almost falls at my feet
"WAH KFC! I love you babe! I love you!"
And we all nick bits and go and sit in bed and use
Cel's entire body as a table, while feeding her too.

I am given weird looks for saying
"OOh! I think I will mix chicken and mash and coleslaw together!"
but when they taste it later, they know.

And that, my friend, is a girls weekend out.
Shopping, eating, drinking, dancing, eating, talking somemore.
Not 'picking up' and 'shagging' as some people clearly misunderstood.
That's what men do, not us women (=

Ooh Weekend

Why can't I just poo already?

Stress man.

oooh Weekend. oooh 17 girls out to town.
oooh crazy. ooh can't wait.
you are witnessing a come back people, a comeback.

Would be much better if I could poo though.

K gotta go to work.

Itriedeverythingevensquattingontheseatanditsnotworkingstress!