Owe the blog a post about the weekend.
Here it is, and it is a very long one.

Saturday morning 10 a.m.
Chelvin's call made me crawl out of bed.
The alcohol, cold and long journey back last night,
Didn't take a toll on my energy level, surprisingly.
After cleaning up the kitchen with NC,
I bused over to Jia's for lunch.
With our powers combined,
We made yummy white wine sauce chicken pasta.

Jia left to watch EPL Live at White Hart Lane.
Tottenham Spurs VS Bolton Wanderers.
37 quids, with Teck, Karen and her friend, CC.
Chelvin & I stayed in.
Ended up talking about a whole range of stuff,
Stuff I think we never imagined we'd talk to each other about.
It was a good session I enjoyed alot.

Met Audrey at Tottenham Court Road Virgin shop at half 7.
Drank a bottle of red wine at my place before heading to French Kiss,
Grabbed some beer along the way to Barbican/Farringdon.
In the end I realised that the bar was so near Jia's place,
I should have just met Audrey there straightaway.

The crowd there was... very 'tough' in Audrey's words.
However, the folkds there were seemingly friendlier.
Monica was at the door, so we skipped cover charge. :D
Chatted with this Gold Coast girl at the bar.
Audrey kept saying that girl was sweet.
But I let her go.

Ended up sitting on the sofa with our bottle of red wine (again!).
Audrey found the girl beside me quite attractive.
The 'Hillary Swank' look --- feminine version.
I can't recall her name, but we called her Freckles.
She said that she smiled at us last week at Candy Bar,
But we snubbed her.
Hey, this is impossible.
She must have smiled when we were dead drunk.

The rest, I can't recall.
I was a little gone after the red wine.
All I recalled was walkin' around aimlessly,
Telling this girl Audrey & I aren't looking for relationships,
That we just wanna have fun & companionship ---
She told me to work on my lines.
Yo girl, I wasn't even trying.
Ah well, it doesn't always pay to be honest.

Audrey left, but I met Scott (coincidentally from Scotland).
Very nice gay dude who offered me fag after fag.
He said I didn't speak like an Asian,
Because my language is atrocious.
Pardon me, I'm French, I told him.
We talked alot though I can't recall what.
He introduced me to his sister Wendy.
We walked in the drizzle to the after-party party.
Scott told me on the way that he is sad that I am dick-less,
Cos he'd have liked me otherwise.
I said I'm upset about that too.

Afterparty party was at I-dunno-where.
Basically a very pills-driven place.
Lotsa people dancing to techno and trance.
Made me understood why she tried it.
Wendy left with Scott earlier than expected,
Cos Scott's eyes were bloodshot and tearing.
I mingled with Angela and her friends.
Met lotsa people I can't recall the names nor faces.
Spoke more to Helena and J.W.
When they went to do their own socialising later,
I started doodling tattoos out of boredom.
I can't remember who was my first 'canvas',
But the next thing I knew was I was drawing for 10 other people.
Most of them wanted chinese words.
Translation was a problem ---
What the hell is "to infinity and beyond" in chinese?!
The usual chinese stuff I'm fine.
I'm the 'expert', afterall.
Hurhur.

Helena was leaving with Angela and JW,
And I was invited along to crash at her place.
Kissed everyone goodbye.
I've never kissed so many people,
Nor been kissed by so many people in my life,
Albeit just pecking on the cheeks.
Cabbed to Helena's very fine apartment at Old Street.
I so love the high ceilings.
Like this girl's house I used to go last December.
We lazed on the sofas for abit.
JW is a fellow Gemini, how nice.
One of Helena's flatties was out for the weekend,
So there is a spare room.
I shared the room with JW,
While Angela shared Helena's.
Guess we must have been pretty tired,
Because our conversation in bed was drifting.
Then I noticed the clock read 06:32.
What a mad night of partying.

The next thing I know, it was Sunday morning.