Saturday, April 9, 2011

that friday night


we went for our ritual ladies' night out last night. but this time we move a little early as we want to have lunch at this Chinese restaurant. but we couldn't make it. so we settle every thing first. doing some errands. buying fridge and washing machines. after that we went to Seventh Heaven because Amoi was so dying to have an ice cream. i take my tea time there with a sour plum juice and a hot dog. yummy. then we went to a book fair at Yu Yuan hall. got myself two new books. The Kite Runner and The Art of Marriage. i just trying to look for some sense why people want to commit in such huge commitment called matrimony. so far i'm in page 24 and i must say i still don't get the real reason behind a wedlock except in the name of religion requirement. seriously, i'm not the kind of girl who would spend the rest of her life tolerant to someone else. i can be devoted to you but i won't listen to you. i can't spend the rest of my life having someone to deal with. i mean i used to make my own decision, but i can't think of having someone that i need to consider in decision making. let alone letting someone considered about myself. i'm not ready for things like that. never mind. when the time come, only then maybe, just maybe i might be ready for it. for this time being, mum and dad, let's pretend that you guys are happy for whatever things i cause, shall we?

later that evening, we went to Ba Lin Restaurant at Nak Hotel roof top to watch the sunset. an incident happened. it's totally funny to me but i don't know to some people like you. we did not order this drink named Mohito. so i just said it's okey. i'm kind of thirsty. a glass of cranberry won't be enough. so i asked the waiter whether it contain liquor or not. he said no. so i took a sip. it's nice. kind of minty and soury. definitely because of the peppermint and plum. suddenly i feel a bit dizzy and can't stop laughing and whine. i told them that i'm drunk. they don't believe me. then my face became red. i look at budak kecik. she silent. as if she was shocked with the things happened. she said go to the toilet and throw out. i said later. i asked amoi to double check with the waiter. it turns out that the drink contain rum. so i was okey la. it's not like it's my first time drinking. but i didn't expect doing that thing with my shawl on. haha...i used to drink margarita and other cocktail. but the effect is different with this one. i can't stop laughing for quite some time. i have to close my mouth with my hand to avoid me from making any scene. i just don't want to embarrass them. so i took some time to calm down and drink a plenty of juice even fizzy's. we took a stroll down the genting mas to make me sober. so when i'm okey, we drive to Post office to have our dinner. then go back home. i feel sorry to fizzy. i just don't expect her to witness such thing. and i'm sorry for myself for once again touching those kind of things. even accidentally. i did throw out after that.
so that's it.