Phew, managed to get through work despite having only 3 hrs of sleep. It was tough, and I had to wake myself up from my reverie quite a number of times. Zouk wasn't as fun as I thought as it was damn crowded. Add that to the fact that I had to go back to my house 2 times. The first time, I forgot to bring my keys, but as I was only downstairs, all I had to do was wake my maid up to let me in(mom was out..when the cat is out, the mice come out to play...haha)..And the second time, I was at the entrance of Zouk and the freaking bouncer did not let me in cos I had forgotten to bring my IC, as if I look underage. Thus I had to rush back home to take, but we took a cab as I was tired out from all the walking,before the party had even begun. When we finally reached Zouk, it was 11 already and starting to be packed. We queued up for 20mins before we got our drink which was a shot of butterscotch schnapp, yes, I am seriously addicted to the stuff, its really really nice. But all it did was give me a pleasant buzz, I didnt even feel high, seriously. We spent another hour and hour queuing up for another drink while the one-for-one promo was still on, but by the time I got to order, it was past 12 and sigh, we had to pay the normal price and all the queuing up had quite sapped my happiness, in fact, I was feeling distinctly grumpy. One incident was that I tapped the shoulders of a arts year 2 guywho was in arts camp hoping that he would recognize us and be friendly and as he was at the front of the queue, help us to get the drinks. But he 'daoed ' me when I tapped him, making me flush with anger and embarrassement that comes from being ignored. That's it, he is on my blacklist forever. The lychee martini tasted non-alcoholic...

It was past 12 when we finally hit the dance floor and from there, we kept getting jostled,stepped on and pushed. However, I developed my own defence mechanism and stomped vehemently on whoever stepped on me, so glad I wore heels. There was barely space to move around, yet there was this irritating group consisting of a short ugly angmoh, a toot chinese tubby balding man and two women who were definitely past the stereotyped age of clubbing who were dancing all over each other and occupying a lot of space and kept banging into us..Yumin and I kept rolling our eyes at each other and I could tell many ppl were giving them dirty glares. Apart from the crowd, I managed to dance to my heart's content...accept that someone puked over my feet @#$!)@#$! yechs...and that someone happen to be someone from AC whom I know..tsk cindy's good fren David..sigh..he was there with a bunch of sb5 guys, jus the ppl we need to meet... Ah well, we just ignored them, and afterwards danced with a group who so kindly invited us to join them, seeing yumin and I being almost squashed to death, and amongst them was a very good looking guy who looks so much like clover(nick for my ex-crush)..

We left at about 2 as my mom had told me not to be home so late. We managed to sneak in quietly and after a bath and raid of the kitchen, it was about 4 and we just chatted until we fell asleep. And the next thing I knew, it was 7.3o, and time to wake up for work. I slunked in to office feeling shagged and tired and dreading the days work.

My boss treated me to lunch today...that is my male, balding, tubby, manager of NTUC Income of a boss, actually my ex boss who is, according to the aunties at my office, quite lecherous...But I think he is pretty harmless and there is no harm being on good relations with a manager, you never know what job you need in the future, and he just informed me over lunch that during my hols, I can always go back to Income to work, all I have to do is call him..wahaha...so I know I would always have a job during the hols and have no need to go hunting for one. But over lunch, we had quite a interesting conversation and he told me his rags to riches story which I found pretty fascinating. I guess one must have that determination and drive which is unfortunately lacking in me.

At dinner, despite my tiredness, I managed to bake cookies, as tomorrow is my last day of work, I wanted to bake cookies as a thank you to all the people for treating me so well. The cookies turned out very nice..I think I am really getting the hang of it and it was all nice and evenly coloured, and unfortunately, a lot went into my stomach, cookie batter and all. Yummy yum yum..Feeling so tired now, going to bed now..