I went to Tantric last night with a very close friend. We had a few drinks - strictly beer and red wine only, because the last time I had two vodka drinks I puked the entire content of dinner out on the sidewalk on my way to the taxi stand - and we dropped by PLAY thereafter, finding ourselves in a whole different company. The crowd at Tantric were mostly lofty and unapproachable and, well, a little aged. Meanwhile at PLAY the patrons were largely, if not all, comprised of younger, bubblier people in their 20's. We even saw two harmless amateur drag queens there with ill-fitting wigs there. Nice try though.
And I got picked up. By an Italian dude in his 30's. And we went up his condo. And... Oh well, you know. Things boys do.
Europeans don't like sleeping in the cold, I find. They sleep without the air conditioners on. But surprisingly I didn't sweat through the night. Amazing. And after a few hours of between sleeping and looking at the ceiling (barely seeing anything in the pitch darkness, really) I awoke to him getting out of bed and taking a leak in the bathroom - the sun was already up. It had been raining last night, and I haven't been taking in fresh crisp morning air like that for a very long time.
No contacts exchanged. Perhaps we'll meet again at that little club called PLAY.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I'm done!
Just came back from KL yesterday, made a quick trip to SAE to submit my web design assignment - that one, last, annoying little bitch that's been keeping me from my diploma. It's stupid, really, that a simple little thing that was overdue since SEMESTER ONE of my entire diploma course was the ONLY thing that's keeping me from graduating. I can beat myself up for that.
But it's okay now, I got that royal pain bashed and battered and delivered straight to SAE. No more worries about diploma. No more praying to God for the courage to finish that one last assignment. No more scratching my head bald trying to figure out how-what-where and -why. It's finished. It's accomplished. It'sDARNED DONE!!!
The trip to KL was an interesting one though. In order to get the cheapest possible air ticket two nights before my planned trip, I was left with the oddest time to fly - depart Singapore at 11 PM on Tuesday, and depart KL at 6 AM on Thursday. Sound like a lot of time? Nope, not really. Not when I don't have a car and a place to stay in KL. Not only did I travel solely by public transport (I didn't even take a cab because cabbies in KL are scarier creatures than... than something scary) - I said I didn't have a place to stay right? - I spent the hours after landing at LCC-T at KL Sentral. Seriously. I have never done something quite as insane as that before: sitting and falling asleep on the seats in front of a closed KFC, walking around a deserted KL Sentral, having sundae for supper at the 24-hour McD's. When morning came, I took the bus to Subang - haven't showered - waited around for the lecturer who would be marking my work, and who happened to be coming only in the afternoon, so I killed time between chatting with Mr Aarif and sleeping on the couch in the student lounge. I'm sure it seemed odd, but I couldn't care less. Then I went for lunch with the admin gang, went on a joyride in Neo's car to Bukit Jalil - falling asleep in his car - and back to SAE to see the lecturer who would be... oh darn! The lecturer who would be marking my assignment was reassigned! And it was the lecturer who had been there all morning! Ass!!! *faint*
So after SAE I went for a quick bite at the new mall in USJ 19, then walked a mile to the nearest bus stop to spend one and a half hours in a bus, on a congested highway, on to KL Sentral, with a full bladder. That's at least 60 minutes of holding my pee and falling asleep in a crowded bus, luckily I had a seat in the back of the bus. But still. Hmm. *rolls eyes*
Back in KL Sentral, I finally took a much needed shower. If killing time was an actual action, I would have massacred a hell lot of time. Imagine 6 hours at the airport doing nothing. Oh actually I did do something - walking about, having a ciggie every one hour, eating at McD's, falling asleep on the seats where everybody else was falling asleep in, reading a book I bought at the airport. Depressing. But the thought that I made this trip and delivered a coup de grâce to my diploma made me feel that it was all worth the effort. Tiring trip, though, but whatever.
But it's okay now, I got that royal pain bashed and battered and delivered straight to SAE. No more worries about diploma. No more praying to God for the courage to finish that one last assignment. No more scratching my head bald trying to figure out how-what-where and -why. It's finished. It's accomplished. It's
The trip to KL was an interesting one though. In order to get the cheapest possible air ticket two nights before my planned trip, I was left with the oddest time to fly - depart Singapore at 11 PM on Tuesday, and depart KL at 6 AM on Thursday. Sound like a lot of time? Nope, not really. Not when I don't have a car and a place to stay in KL. Not only did I travel solely by public transport (I didn't even take a cab because cabbies in KL are scarier creatures than... than something scary) - I said I didn't have a place to stay right? - I spent the hours after landing at LCC-T at KL Sentral. Seriously. I have never done something quite as insane as that before: sitting and falling asleep on the seats in front of a closed KFC, walking around a deserted KL Sentral, having sundae for supper at the 24-hour McD's. When morning came, I took the bus to Subang - haven't showered - waited around for the lecturer who would be marking my work, and who happened to be coming only in the afternoon, so I killed time between chatting with Mr Aarif and sleeping on the couch in the student lounge. I'm sure it seemed odd, but I couldn't care less. Then I went for lunch with the admin gang, went on a joyride in Neo's car to Bukit Jalil - falling asleep in his car - and back to SAE to see the lecturer who would be... oh darn! The lecturer who would be marking my assignment was reassigned! And it was the lecturer who had been there all morning! Ass!!! *faint*
So after SAE I went for a quick bite at the new mall in USJ 19, then walked a mile to the nearest bus stop to spend one and a half hours in a bus, on a congested highway, on to KL Sentral, with a full bladder. That's at least 60 minutes of holding my pee and falling asleep in a crowded bus, luckily I had a seat in the back of the bus. But still. Hmm. *rolls eyes*
Back in KL Sentral, I finally took a much needed shower. If killing time was an actual action, I would have massacred a hell lot of time. Imagine 6 hours at the airport doing nothing. Oh actually I did do something - walking about, having a ciggie every one hour, eating at McD's, falling asleep on the seats where everybody else was falling asleep in, reading a book I bought at the airport. Depressing. But the thought that I made this trip and delivered a coup de grâce to my diploma made me feel that it was all worth the effort. Tiring trip, though, but whatever.
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