Happy 18th Hatch Day Didi!!!
Just got back to hall from Chinablack, where I was drinking with my colleagues from Coastes.
There was Didi himself, Binny Bin, CT, Famous Gross, Gothic Jap Porn Star, Kel and girlfriend, my outlet manager and his wife, MV, JFK, Sambuca Lover and Didi's assorted friends.
Was so dark, I fucking missed a step on the stairs, lost my footing, and twisted my ankle.
For 21 years of my life, even the times when I was running on slippery grounds at MacRitchie, despite the numerous times I've slipped on the wet tracks of SRJC, National/Serangoon/Bishan Stadiums and squishy terrain during my cross-country races (which are usually held during the rainy season), I have never once in my life, sprained my ankle. Never.
And whilst doing the most unimportant thing like climbing down the stairs to Chinablack dance floor, I embarrassingly fell and sprained my ankle and hurting like crap. Is it clumsy me or bad karma strikes?
It was so painful that momentarily, while waiting to get a drink at the bar, I couldn't grip on to my mobile, cigarettes and lighter, which went crashing down on the floor. GJPS and CT even thought I was drunk. I wasn't. I just couldn't open my eyes. And as they led me back to our seats at the VIP area, despite me opening my eyes as wide as I could, I saw nothing but a veil of darkness all around. Scared stiff.
Shoots. Now the ankle throbbing like a bitch in the behind. Sigh, will need to borrow ankle guard. My old ankle guard's at home.
p/s: The cabby uncle who drove CT and I back is really good! $20.85 for both Choa Chu Kang and NTU. And he even charged me 85 cents lesser! Goody uncle!
There was Didi himself, Binny Bin, CT, Famous Gross, Gothic Jap Porn Star, Kel and girlfriend, my outlet manager and his wife, MV, JFK, Sambuca Lover and Didi's assorted friends.
Was so dark, I fucking missed a step on the stairs, lost my footing, and twisted my ankle.
For 21 years of my life, even the times when I was running on slippery grounds at MacRitchie, despite the numerous times I've slipped on the wet tracks of SRJC, National/Serangoon/Bishan Stadiums and squishy terrain during my cross-country races (which are usually held during the rainy season), I have never once in my life, sprained my ankle. Never.
And whilst doing the most unimportant thing like climbing down the stairs to Chinablack dance floor, I embarrassingly fell and sprained my ankle and hurting like crap. Is it clumsy me or bad karma strikes?
It was so painful that momentarily, while waiting to get a drink at the bar, I couldn't grip on to my mobile, cigarettes and lighter, which went crashing down on the floor. GJPS and CT even thought I was drunk. I wasn't. I just couldn't open my eyes. And as they led me back to our seats at the VIP area, despite me opening my eyes as wide as I could, I saw nothing but a veil of darkness all around. Scared stiff.
Shoots. Now the ankle throbbing like a bitch in the behind. Sigh, will need to borrow ankle guard. My old ankle guard's at home.
p/s: The cabby uncle who drove CT and I back is really good! $20.85 for both Choa Chu Kang and NTU. And he even charged me 85 cents lesser! Goody uncle!
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