It was 7.52pm Saturday today when I woke-up. I’ve been asleep since noon as I had worn myself out, the earlier night clubbing. My stomach was practically running on an empty tank, so I went to MOS Burger for a take-away dinner for me & little sister.
Hey Faddy, I tried the MOS milkshake twice now, I still don’t quite like it. Kinda lumpy and difficult to suck the shake. I also grabbed the big-size Nutella spread at Cold Storage too, woohooo!
Well now, about the clubbing. I finally stepped onto the Ministry of Sound club, after 2 botched attempts, due to the management incompetence previously. This time round, the moment I queued, to the the instance I started to bogey wogey on the dance floor, it took less than 15 minutes! Wow ..
Its been awhile since I went clubbing, so I was really looking forward to destress as Paul appropriately said. Both of us took the train to Clarke Quay and had a 5 minute walk to our destination.
We both agreed Clarke Quay is a superb place to bring your date. When we finally arrived, I hook-up with Hirol and CT, my blogger and previously Spore Poly mates. Hirol looks glittering while CT looks chic.
Ministry of Sound has several rooms each playing a different genre of music. Well we went to ALL of them! Haha, from the stylo-mylo R&B hiphop, neat funky disco beat, to the superfluous trance. CT & Paul however had to leave early, so it left just us two, Hirol & Me.
We danced till the end. By the time it was 4.30am, my feet has never felt so aching. Maybe its coz I was trying break my new Lacoste shoes in or the fact we dance the 5 hours non-stop.We should do this again … any more bloggers wanna join in?
No hidden agenda, just clean dancing clubbing fun
