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The Longest Weekend... Ever.
 Wednesday: Indochine; Kopitiam; Zouk
Thursday: Zouk
Friday: Kopitiam; Zouk; BalconySaturday: Acid Bar; KBox(I'm deliberately keeping this entry short due to the massive amount of information required if i went into detail... also alcohol amnesia is a bitch)
Friday the 10th of April 2009, if you do not not know what day that is, please check your calendar. But if you're lazy and fat like us then just be informed that its Good Friday (Public Holiday). A Public Holiday that falls on a Friday simply means LONG WEEKEND, which is something to be treasured especially if you're holding down a shitty low-paying job.
My recollections of the past weekend is distorted and clouded, mostly due to the after-effects of binge drinking and alcohol amnesia. I don't remember a single particular day over the weekend where i did not wake up to find the room spinning against my will and my stomach churning like an overloaded dish-washer. God, i love the feeling of being inebriated.
Wednesday (Ladies Night)
John had told me previously that he would be having a classmate over from Nottingham and was wondering whether we could show him a good time. I smacked him squarely on his forehead for even suggesting that we need to "deliberately" have a good time.
So anyway i met up with John and his friend Adrian for dinner in Orchard Road. The idiot made me travel by cab to Suntec City only to inform me when i arrived that they are at Heeren. I had to keep myself from stabbing my ear with my earphones for not calling to check all the way during the ride from City Hall to Somerset.
I arrived at Heeren panting with beads of perspiration trickling down my forehead clearly agitated that i have visible sweat stains under my pits. Dinner was a simple fare of local cuisine specifically chosen for Adrian's visit.
We settled down at Indochines Wisma for some beers, capitalizing on their one-for-one promotion every weeknight before 9pm (Yap we know all the spots), as we awaited Elise, justin and Denny.
When everyone arrived we proceeded to Zouk's Kopitiam where Justin immediately ordered 10 bottles before we sat down. Me and Denny followed up with one more crate of beer as we played games amongst ourselves. By the end of this session we had consumed 2 crates of beer or as we overheard from the uncle, "Nabeh those people finish all the chilled Heineken already!".
We went into Zouk only to find our favourite waiter, who always saves a table for us and offers us the best deals, Jeremy, was on leave so we headed to the Member's Area for our shenanigans.
I cant remember what we had at Zouk but i think somewhere along the lines i took a couple of shots of Chivas so im sure Justin bought a bottle (or it could have been 2 bottles) either prior or after Kurt and Dino's arrival. But i ended the night pretty sloshed and drained. I remember when Dino sent me home i kept asking him not to talk to me and that i will fucking punch him if he tried.
 Wait come to think of it, i remember there was some Vodka-Redbull and Whisky-Dry involved too. But i may be remembering that from another night, ah well we had a good one.
(Sorry to Yanie and Caesar, i know i saw you guys on Wednesday but i don't remember anything, anymore, hahaha, Good Times!!)
Thursday (Eve of Public Holiday)
Everyone was so wasted on Wednesday we couldn't finish the bottle of Chivas, so we had a very valid reason to go back to Zouk on Thursday. This is also why i think we had more than one bottle on Wednesday, because i seriously doubt we will finish 1/4 of a bottle before calling it a night. That would have been like going to the cinema just to eat popcorn.
I went to Kurt's home for some pre-drinks first, because Kurt mixes the meanest craziest concoctions i have ever tasted that is guaranteed to pump you up before you hit the clubs.
We met Justin and Eunice at Zouk, where we headed directly for the remaining bottle and since we're in time for Midnight Madness. I got us 4 more jugs of Apple Vodka and Kurt got another 4 jugs of Vodka Redbull. Between the 4 of us we had 8 jugs and 3/4 of a bottle of Chivas, we tried to hide our erection as we salivate over the drinks.
When John and Adrian arrived we had finished 4 jugs and 3/4 of the Chivas but since it was Adrian's last night in Singapore, he bought another 2 jugs together with John's additional 2 jugs. It was like Christmas all over again.
Chloe and Denny arrived much much later together with the rest of the gang and added more jugs into the list of drinks. I was in alcohol induced heaven by this time and when i'm high, "Everything is a good idea", even if it means thrashing about wildly on the podium of Zouk (Which we did, thanks to Kurt) to the disgust of everyone else on the dance-floor. I think the 4 (Kurt, John, Eunice and me) of us on the podium looked more like shark attack victims than anything else.
John, in a flash of brilliance, convinced himself that Wine mixed with everything else we had would be a good idea and proceeded to purchase a bottle of white wine, against our protests. If you do not know why we protested, it is because Wine does not mix well with alcohol and the combination taken in any order serves to double the alcoholic effect and/or vomitting. But we finished every single drop of it anyways.
I can't remember what happened next but the next thing i knew we were at Fei Fei and i was struggling to finish my Wanton Mee which kept threatening to regurgitate itself.
Friday (Good Friday)
By Friday, the thought of alcohol disgusted me, this was also the first time in my life i had to take 3 public transports just to get to zouk, only to alight at the wrong stop. I hate public transport.
Since we got off at the wrong stop, Shawn and me decided to grab dinner at Great World City since Justin was running late. We grabbed a quick bite at Yoshinoya where we were served by a waiter looking alot more like a Leprechaun than a human being. In fact he looked so much like one that it reminded me of the St Patrick's day elf and inevitably made me thirst for some beers. Damn you Leprechaun Man.
Shawn and me proceeded to have some beers at the Kopitiam while we waited for Justin. Justin arrived about 30mins later and we bought 5 more bottles of beer. Eunice saw us from another table and joined us for awhile. Bryan happened to be around the area too and came to meet us together with his friend Vodka.
We finished all the Beer and Vodka before we headed into Zouk feeling a little high already. Kelly called me when we're sipping our jugs at members and said that she wanted to have some beers but didn't want to come down to Zouk as she had to study for her exams, so i suggested Blooies which was just outside her home.
I received another call from Kelly about 30mins later saying that Blooies was already closed and that she would be making her way to Zouk within the hour. Hooray!! I celebrated her decision by opening a bottle of Chivas.
Denny and Chloe arrived awhile later and bought some drinks, so understandably, when Kelly arrived i was struggling to speak in complete sentences. I do not even remember when John arrived or how he made his way in. Good times!
I think we stayed till Zouk closed, but since Kelly didnt have enough drinks we decided to prolong our party at Balcony.
Worst. Decision. Ever.
The wait staff at Balcony must have had a long night because they didnt make us feel welcome, at all. The guy that served us was probably more drunk than us and struggled to make sense of our orders. This guy was drinking on the job, fairly obviously, i contemplated whether i should apply for a job at Balcony.
Everyone was pretty frustrated over the service we were getting and when the drinks came it was the wrong quantity. This guy deserves the Nobel Prize.
We ended the party close to 6am and when we got home it was pretty much 7am. I feel like a Camel.
Saturday (John's last day in Singapore)
Justin and me pretty much decided this was a chillout night free of binge drinking. Feeling safe in the comfort of this promise i drove out to meet John and Billy for dinner at Bugis (Fucking $11 chicken rice) before making out way down to Acid Bar.
On my drive over, Justin called and asked me what i thought of Vodka. My reply, "I thought you'd never ask."
I arrived to find the bottle of Vodka untouched as Justin sat on the couch grimacing at the bottle. We had a short discussion about how sick we were of alcohol while our hands instinctively readied a glass of vodka stirred with cranberry juice concocted with expert precision, and before we knew it we knocked back the first glass.
John and Billy arrived soon after and ordered a bucket of beer. Yanie and Caesar arrived about an hour later and Kurt came over around 11pm. Then Vaune popped by to see Kurt and John before she rushed off to Discovery. Beng and Charlotte happened to be at Alley Bar, so they dropped by for abit before going off to their movie. Everything happened in that order and i deserve a pat on the back for not being drunk yet.
We bought 2 bottles of whiskey from Cheers and made our way towards Kbox Cineleisure. Kurt entertained us with his rendition of old classics which our grandparents probably ever listens to and fast paced chinese hip-hop MC Hotdog style. Denny and Chloe came down from Zouk to join us followed by Beng and Charlotte after their movie.
 I think we didn't need a microphone because the shouting seemed louder than what the amplifer can produce. Alcohol makes you oblivious to how stupid you look and in no time everyone was singing stupid songs and doing stupid dance moves in the room. The wait staff must hate us.
By the time we left at 4am, i had lost my voice and my enthusiasm for alcohol. The amount of alcohol we consumed over the weekend should qualify as a new form of torture in Guantanamo Bay.
GOOD TIMES!
**Pictures will be added soon**
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