At least we could use the time for a toilet break
It was a bizarre mix of patrons there. As soon as the groovable tunes rolled out, a bunch of angmohs started jumping and stomping around on the platform. A lot of Filipinos in the drinks queue. A while later, some PRC girls (accents and mannerisms unmistakable) gradually infiltrated onto the platform, which left us dumbfounded and gawking at them. Some of them were dressed in oversized tees, capris and sneakers with chunky accessories, and one had big Afro hair. What a sight.
Lolita gyrating her hips and her swaying short skirt inviting us to take a peek up
Met my DSS ex-colleagues who appalled us by having the guts and strength to come clubbing when they would need to go to school in a few hours' time. Free flow of liquor (which made Peiying unusually high and giggly) and free sight of dirty dancing at their table. We realised that the PRC babes were nowhere to be seen and a bunch of vampish trannies have taken over the dancefloor.
Me and Peiying
At Jingyang's table
Jingyang wanted some of the camera fun
Did not drink much tonight, and left Powerhouse feeling clear-headed and sober for once. Peiying tried to prove she was not drunk by calculating our cab fare to the exact cent after her bath!
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