Since im leavin' for Hongkong tomorrow(yes! yes! yesss!!), thought i'd quickly blog about my crazyass time with my dear friend, Shu, among other stuff.

Dinner with the boys was of course another taxing event with a lot of screamin', shoutin', laughin(hysterically) and of course drink spilling. I was relieved/happy when Shu called and rescued me from the soon-to-be maniacal dancin'/clubbin' the boys wanted to embark on. Cannot LAH, really cannot already. I'm gettin' too old..clubbin'/drinkin' for a week usually = alicia gets sick and since alicia really does not want to be sick in Hongkong, i decided to meet Shu for civilized drinks instead. Was all ready to go in a cute lil skirt and my new fav top, when ... as usual, somehow, *raises eyebrows* some people..ok fine, it was a combined efforts of sorts, managed to spill a drink all over me...

It was damn cute because when my dad came to get me, the boys were standin' in a row and lookin' very embarrassed and ashamed of themselves. HA!

Changed bottoms and met Shu for drinks and girl talk at Indochine..



..and then everything went downhill from there...



You see, we were walkin' down the streets of Orchard,


when the madness was unleashed in Shu and she pushed me into a phone booth


And told me if i screamed, she'd whack me with the receiver, so i had to pose nicely..


Shu then decided she wanted to hug a tree, but realized the tree was too dirty for her likin' and changed her affections to a short, granite road divider instead..



Yes, she looks damn satisfied and happy right? Well, cars were HONKIN' AT US while we stooped down to do this dastardly deed.. not to mention the sniggers of passerbys..

And then, and then! She made me pose with Edison Chen..IMAGINE..!!


Slightly sore by this, i decided to seek solace in the arms of our ubiquitous friend, Ronald


Of course my dear Shu didnt want to be outdone ..


After arguin' for damn long about who's Ronald was, we decided to share [of course I was on his lap..booyah!;p ]


But of course Ronald wasn't happy, that pigheaded clown... he decided that he HAD to be the center of attention..


so ditched the jerk and took the one good photo of the night/mornin'


Fuggit, by that time, we had emabarrassed ourselves enough [yes, the people linin' up at China Black were very amused...as were the bunch of guys sittin' behind Ronald, that fox...] and decided it was supper time!

Throwin' ourselves into a cab, away from sniggers and preyin' eyes,



we eagerly awaited..


We thought we had to be indian if we wanted to eat Indian..no?


Supper should calm her down, you say? Oh no... durin' prata, Shu turns to me and goes, do you think they'll let us go behind there?


And it gets worse!

Masgadasca, she shouts


and then she made us hide amongst the shrubbery



pole dancin' or tryin' to steal the pole? I can't decide..


It was truly a uniquely Singapore day


I swear we weren't drunk!


[This was a waaaaay more taxin' night than i had bargained for!]

Exceedingly full from lunch..gotta pack(!!!)..then movie..then Fartz is comin to stayover *beams* 6 days of fartz! heh heh