Saturday Night

Saturday was hectic. Alot was going on. So busy at work and then I have to run home and meet up with friends. I went for dinner with James, Susan and Cheryl at Tropica on Robson Street. It's Malaysian and Thai cuisine, very good food. You should go. One time I ordered this really big cocktail bowl and it's good for two people but it's only for one. It's huge. Of course James got buzzed from it. After dinner, we walked around Robson a bit and went to stores and tried on clothes. We spend a long time in American Apparel trying on different style cardigans. An hour later, nothing worked out. I felt really bad for the girl. I tried helping her hang the clothes but she wouldn't let me do it so ok. After shopping, James, Susan and I hung out a bit then we head down to Celebrities. It was a slow night. Usually by 11pm there's a line up upto Numbers but there was no line-up at all.

We got in the club, got some drinks and sat a bit while we waited for a good song to come on. The crowd was a bit weird. There was alot of girls, very unattractive girls. Susan and James sat around longer. I couldn't wait so I decided to go and dance by myself on the platform. It was fun, no people around and the whole box is yours so I stayed up there until they came on the dance floor. A tall stinky guy came and dance on my box, pisses the hell outta me. He had a really bad b/o. Gross! So we danced until 1am and then we all got really hungry. So we went to Dennies afterwards, had some breakfast and talked about our night.

We all felt that we didn't have fun at all. We were only there because we planned to go out clubbing but we really didnt want to. I personnally didn't enjoy the club at all. It wasn't the same as it used to be. I guess I'm gettin old.