Tried heading myself into Zouk previously tonight.. failed miserably though. Took one glance at the bouncers at all the entrances and went, "No, it's impossible, forget it." But, I tried anyway. To which I got a piece of paper to write my name and number down, if ever they un-ban me from the place. Geez, now I know why the Yellow Ribbon Project is failing, ex-cons can't even pay for their jobs, let alone be paid for them :D
So the whole lot of people whom I regretfully dragged away for a few minutes of their night out waited with me while L was making his way down. And, I doubt I'd be able to head back into that place, for a long long time. So Chubis, I'm so sorry girls! This time I tried to not KKBZ but the circumstances force me to. Really wanted to spend the night out, but (hopefully) there'd be more chances, soon! Love you girls.
Look, Phua Chu Kang and Rosie at the back of our photo. 'Be gracious, a happy journey starts like that' - This is me saying, the irony of it all! Screw the system!
15/10/1989, into fast cars, black/silver/grey, good foie gras, poker, a degenerate gambler. Hooked on appealing visuals and in love with the world's most retarded poker player, Lance.