BalaC
After a hiatus of more than 1 and a half years, I managed to finally step into a nightspot. Went BalaC with M and his bunch of friends after dinner at Marche.Me and YL were totally bored. There is no dancing, and we thought people go there just to be seen. The women go there to hook themselves a rich banker, while the guys go there to be part of the hip cool crowd. It was crowded, very smoky and the live band was not that fantastic.
Saw a number of 'older' women who dressed like Britney with thick ICI. And men who dressed like they are the next big thing. I guess, some of the guys are not bad looking, but both of us were not comfortable as the whole place felt like a cosmopolitan social hunting ground. You look at me, I look at you, a lot of eye contact going around, and hey, before you know it, he's introducing himself to you and the rest is going to be Hotel 81. Only maybe for these people, it's the Ritz.
One good thing out of this was I found a new kaki to go chionging with me next time. As it turns out, YL is quite keen and hasn't have much luck herself finding someone with similar interest. We thought now we may take exotic dance lessons together and we plan to do Devil's Bar next Friday. Hehe!
posted by Meak Meak @ 1:44 PM
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