Last night, Amy, Wilson, Tracy and I trotted our little behinds to Madison for the Merdeka celebration. There was alot of people gathered outside the club, being Malaysians, we had our lil Zouk moment where everyone parades themselves before entering the dim club. When we got in, it was like I was in a not so crowded Zouk. There were the 'paraders' and the 'wallpapers'... I felt a lil weird at first because I'm used to clubbing in Melbourne with 'other' Asians.. but this time, its like 95% Malaysians.. but I got comfortable in no time and started having a good time.
Being a typical Malaysian event, some chick and some hip hop group started performing and bored the hell outta us. Then there was some lucky draw thing and finally the countdown. (Tracy didn't stay for the countdown... -_-')
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... MERDEKA!
The shouting.. the laughing.. the dancing.. the drinking.. maybe the lucky ones might have gotten laid too...We just needed a reason to party and to make money (for the organisers la)... Like la any of us really gives a damn...
After that, in 30 minutes... the club started thinning out... Wilson, Amy and I left almost 3am. And my feet hurt like fuck as we were walking back.. I wore heels. The thing is right, when I wear heels it's fine until the night of dancing is over.. I don't feel any pain dancing all night until I step out of the club and the pain comes rushing like some tsunami. Ish!
I came home and ended my night with my nightly dosage of my sweetheart..
Btw, apparently, Claire came on tv last night for some Merdeka thingy. Hmm.. Sister kembang kut..
AND.. I'll be flying back on the 8th.. not the 7th of Nov.. gonna come home the same time as my baby.. so.. see you guys then!
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