catstail-strophe

say what~??
well, evil bunny and i were on our regular wed nite spree of the alcohols.. and ended up at our regular oh-so-posh club just at the edge of the city
because it is situated in a hotel
because it has loads of mat sallehs
because their drinks cost about 30-50% more than normal prices…
it’s acceptable if u have the money to spend, expensive when u don’t have enough

the band there isn’t too bad, very lively and full with energy, singing songs that you would love singing along to, jiving along to, and sometimes grooving along too.

also i’m there to sneak a peak at this yummy looking dj which has this absolutely charming energy about him…

last week i was there, i requested for a song, let’s get loud by jlo.. and last nite, they played it specially for us. having a ball dancing where we were sitting, hip & booty jive shaking to the beat, i was suddenly grabbed by the hands and dragged to the dancefloor by this balding looking white dude who was sitting a couple of seats away from us.

so i oblidge.. although i did turn back to face my friends in hope for help, they were more amused than having any intentions to come rescue me..

needless to say, he spoiled my mood (a tad little bit), plus i have a policy not to dance with strangers.. fortunately for him, he was a harmless drunk that just wanted some fun on the dancefloor.. his friend tried to make a move on evil bunny, which she taichi-ed over to me *smirk*.

i came back to the seat, with intentions of having another ciggie and a drink to calm my nerves of sudden panic a while earlier.. the dude said i should dance with his friend again.. apparently, he’s a very rich englishman..

with a raised eyebrow, i said, “so?” and turn away to pay some attention to the dj instead.. *grinning*

true to her name, evil bunny decided to play games with this dude, making the remarks that he did, and made him depressed for the fact that just because he had a lot of money, doesn’t mean the gals don’t either… and more, for that matter.. *evil laugh*

the male lead singer of the band, yogi (apparently, his mom was inspired by yogi bear) came and joined us, nicking tidbits from our bowl.. and while evil bunny was doing her evil deed, i was bitching with yogi about that drunk who was pulling almost all the girls out onto the dance floor to dance.. the drunk gave the female lead singer a hard time just earlier during their last song for that set..

finally, the end of the nite, sashaying out of the club to the sounds of september by earth, wind & fire… *whistles*