wmp: cleavage, my world.

after catching the fantastic four at jp i rushed down to raffles place just to meet up with the rest of the go5 & grace. we found oursevles at the molly malone's irish pub which served great fish & chips and i especially found the surroundings cosy and though the live acoustic music pretty much completed the set, it was alittle hard for conversations.

i took the train and alighted with grace to meet up with what's left of the gang at chevrons. it turned out ot be just jj, jy and me. i have my reservations about the place; for one the cigarettes made it stifling in there. the drinks and chat was fine. it was relaxing just laying there watching chinese mtv on the big screen. we talked about our miserable lifes till it was almost 3.

we were walking along boon lay way when we realised we were walking in the wrong direction and that nr5 wasn't in the list of any of the bus stops up ahead. we decided to stop by cheers and was surprised to see groups of kids from the boys brigade wandering around at that unholy hour looking for their 'check points'. we had supper at the prata house that i began to frequent ever since i moved to lakepoint before taking a cab home.

these's something about having the nights out that i'm addicted to. i somehow feel so at ease and tend to wish the nights could offer more...

Labels: beer, movie, nightlife