Tamil Karaoke

October 16th, 2006

I’m on the phone now listening to the person on the other line talk to another person on another line. Funny shit.

Urban Night was more like Tamil Night,
and I’m not being racists, geddamnit.

The DJ sucked, he was not doing his job properly.
The food had only 4 choices,
but who’s to complain when the ticket is only RM 15?

The performances was terrible but S.O.N’s was good.
Very much improved from their old routine.
I didn’t even bother to stay for the beatboxers. I went over to Jusco instead.
The dance floor started at 10.30pm when most of us are going back at 11pm, we did stay until midnight though.
The music played was so damn screwed up.
That idiot DJ was just sitting there telling us through the mic that his friends are requesting for tamil songs so he’s going to play the tamil song first, and he did so throughout the freaking time.
There were only like 2 - 4 songs anybody and I could have dance to.

Basically the whole thing sucked very much, but I still have fun.
I saw Amy dance, I saw Michy dance, I danced with Jany.
Have fun bitching about alot of girls. Have fun competing (ahaks, right michy?).

So enough of negative feedbacks before I break the organisers’ fragile heart.
They did, at least chose me as one of the Best Style or was it Best Dressed girl of the night.
That was another stupid moment, it was more like Best Dancer,
nothing to do with clothing / fashion or whatsoever.
I basically shook my ass on stage and won. LOL.

Matthew had the nerves to ask “Why didn’t you dance properly on stage just now?”.
Poor guy, got turn down by this hot looking girl when he asked for her number.

I experienced with colour balance and selective colours
so pardon the differences.
I know it’s really weird to look at, but I spend two nights at it okay.
Appreciate.

Amy & I printed out some of the pictures so that we can keep in our wallets.
We had so much fun sitting at the photo shop,
touching the screen of the thingy.
She was like a kid in a candy store.

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Wai Lun’s birthday party
was okayyyyy. Wee Hoe didn’t go and left me and Amy there with no close friends.
We did go window shopping although there weren’t much to see.
I saw the ex Nike (Jusco) manager working at the LG phone booth.
He recognised me since Kor did introduce us,
but heck I don’t like the fat ass so I ignored him.

I was so pissed with my wardrobe cause I couldn’t find anything
I want to wear so I just put on a bloody tshirt and
wore back the same skirt short I wore on Urban Night and went.

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