Bubble bubble pop pop!

Went out on Friday night to Sapphire with JW and V. It was a pleasant night, but not a great one. Too many bubbles kept on bumping into us. In the words of V, it was the attack of the bubbles. The music wasn’t that great too. Probably explains why the majority of those dancing away and enjoying themselves were the older (I think they’d be about 40yo) women and weird dancing white boys. So wrong. So very wrong. >.<

Saturday night, was JG’s birthday dinner, and I think she didn’t expect the type of turn out or her present. But then we went to Metros afterwards. The funniest part was when JG turned to V and myself and asked: “Are you guys going?” We looked at her with our “are you serious?” face and she busted out laughing realizing her mistake in asking us. LOL. But that was a fun night.

The only thing that really peeved me off was at the start of the night a certain someone who I just seem to want to punch in the face when ever he opens his trap, just went on and on while people were trying to eat. I wanted so badly to take my chopstick and stab it through his eyes. So glad I didn’t see him for the rest of the night.