Friday, November 26, 2010

One Love.

Title sounds familiar? Well, after all, I adapted it from that very famous David Guetta hit. Honestly, I am feeling quite drunk as I'm writing out this post. So let this night begin, I was driving following Kenn to his place from Mid Valley (again but not anymore, I know where he lives now), where he slowed down at a traffic light before we had to turn right to his place. I was following a Lexus Harrier by the way, and these big machines travel fast and are able to break well too. I slammed on the brakes as I saw him stopping for the red light, and my little Jo skidded for about ten meters landing to an inch away from Kenn's rear. The screech was unbelievable. At a moment like this, I very much believe in mythical banshee like creatures waiting by roads and taking every opportunity of skidding cars as such as mine to allow them come to life by screaming. Just so you know, nobody was injured in this whole Hollywood stunt making process so let's skip to the fun parts. This time, we had a bottle of Jenke wine (with me drinking most of this red delight), before entering the club. Upon entering, we settled for a tequila shot each. As you would have probably guess by now, I have absolutely no (being not racist whatsoever) Indian blood in me. Hence, being drunk very early. The best part about this club we were at is the  fact that it is well known for socializing. I met so many people (a fresh face, as usual, says everyone) but Alexis and Zan come to mind most. We danced with each other having people coming to greet us by our names and later turning to one another asking, 'Who the fuck was that?' and the both of us would answer in agreement simultaneously, 'Even meeting new people, you'd never remember them when you're drunk!', and then ended up laughing. This time, I know I shouldn't be admitting this proudly but I kissed a hot Vivian. Not that I know of any un-hot Vivians. Moving on; I met so many familiar faces I wish I could pull back my acquaintanceship with. Bodies were literally moving profile pictures of Facebook. They were all there! They being all whom I had ever stalked. Great night it was, being as it always is, and I hope, will be.