to the club

Tingli bitched her way to forcing persuading me to go down Zouk yesterday. So I went.. and I had fun, so no hard feelings babe. Hee.

And it is official.

I AM ALLERGIC TO VODKA.

Darn. Weilin, all thanks to you lar. Of all drinks, you have to recommend vodka orange and now, I am breaking out in rashes again. On my hands, neck and hips. Arggg.. Ok lar, not your fault. At least now I know what's causing the rashes the other time.

NO VODKA FOR ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!

(Thank goodness I don't really love it anyway.)

(Weilin, I'll see you there again ok!! Next time, I'll come with Jas and Sindy!! What do ya say, ladies?)

Stick around with Collin at Phuture the whole night, 'cause Geo is no where in sight after we met briefly when I first arrived. (She is the one who called us down. Hello?) Somewhere in the night, we hit the dance floor with Ting and her sweet friend, Amanda, until we stopped to find THE squeeze at Zouk and that's where the bout of queasiness hit me.

I can't drink for nuts. One cuppa' and i puked, erm.. 4 times the entire night. Twice at the fountain outside Zouk's toilets, once in the cab and on myself (urg), and once more after I left the cab. Good thing Collin was there. Haha. Thanks dear. Muakkk..

The only pics for the night:

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I think clubbing is fun, but not really my cup of tea.

addendum:
my rashes are so widespread. it's hideous. i am getting depressed. hopefully, like the previous time, it will go away after applying the maple clinic's cream. boo..

and i refuse to think the reaction is due to me having too much a drink. (it's only a glass, damnit.) must be evil vodka.