before i forget...
the night of february the first, 2008 marked the downfall of our dear friend, PAK KIENG. not only is he responsible for the drunken stupors of our friends in the past year, he has documentation as evidence. video and photographic documentation. so on the FIRST DAY of the SECOND MONTH of THIS YEAR, it was to be the day PAK KIENG got a taste of his own alcoholic medicine.
HIS OWN ALCOHOLIC MEDICINE.....
now we didnt exactly drink much. all we had was a bottle of absolut vanilia (which was not bad, i must say) and lots of ice and some sprite. if you ask me, the vanilia tasted pretty yummy on its own. the effects of the vodka are slowly wearing off for me so pardon me if i end up making some mistakes on this entry.
story goes as follows, from MY experience.
met up with rachel at bing to catch up and yaketty yak-ed for a while before i head off to soho to BRING PAK KIENG DOWN FROM HIS SOBER TOWER. we were there early enough to get a decent table and seats for everyone. it didnt take long for pak kieng to REAR HIS SOBER HEAD and it was less than an hour later that the alcohol started being consumed.
long story ahort..we were kinda worried for him as he was acting kinda strange. walking around soho, and drawing attention to himself.
has pak kieng been knocked off his sober tower??
somewhat.
the guys (tzia lok, chris and dennis) sent him home (apparently he stank - maybe from falling lying down in soho's toilet - and had one occasion where his fly was undone) while we girls danced it up at soho. music was not bad but it was the company i was with that made it super fun. man, i really miss some of my friends now, especially on nights out (ELLIS, LULU, LINDA you know i'm talking to you guys!)
later when the guys returned, they told us how pak kieng's mama was awake waiting for him (oh no..) and the first thing she asked when she saw him was "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU??" tzia lok just handed her pak kieng's glasses (he had taken those off) and more or less skeedaddled away. i dont blame him.
so...
the vodka has left me now. i'm thinking somewhat clearer. and i can conclude that
- i dont know how drunk we got our beloved pak kieng, but we still love him, even if he smells of soho toilet.
- and we will take care of him as best we can.
- and if we get tired of it, we send him home.
BWAHAHAHAHHAA.
pics up soon when i get them ALL. video too :P
oh yes, i cut my hair! FINALLY.