blame it on the boogie.

went zouk last night in a flash cos ian really wanted to go.
and he offered to foot the cab fare.

reason why cai wasnt there earlier was cos greg had company. and shaun had company too.
nicole was with min. and limyiew was with her bf.

nicole called at ten. and said if you dont get in by ten odd, phuture gets full. and u cant get in anymore. so at that moment. i decided i wasnt going.

so anyways me and ian decided to cab down together and i went cos i really dont mind just dancing with ian at mambo. so i casually mentioned how we probably cant go phuture cos its closed. and how everyone is busy with their own little activities.

so when we got there. we couldnt get into phuture. and everyone who came to say hi went about their night, leaving us alone. my spirits were still good then. but u could tell ian was peeved cos he couldnt get his fix of rnb. and probably cos nobody decided to go lancing lancing with us.
i really hoped we couldve sneaked in phuture earlier. but it was impossible. even when nic came to zouk. she didnt like it very much and u know how it is when u're so enthusiastic and people around u arent. reason why i love clubbing with mr eugene lau. who DIDNT come.

slightly after 2am. the guy guarding the phuture entrance left so me and ian happily trotting into phuture. the music was - different. but somehow everyone was enjoying it. went somewhere near greg and then we parked ourselves there. just me and ian. then suddenly the music turned for the better and i started dancing. after say like half an hour or something. i started getting tired, also dunno why. so i went to the side to rest, and ian understandably got bit pissed cos he had no one to dance with. so, trying to be abit more understanding and forgetting my fatigue, i went back in. but ian was pissed at me already so he went to rest.

somewhere around there i realised i wasnt tired. and it was my back which was killing me. it was a sharp and excruciating pain everytime i tried to move to the music. it was so painful i couldve cried. so rather than stand there and whine. i seriously stopped dancing. OBVIOUSLY.

luckily the night ended soon after. and we cabbed back. i was left writhing for the night on my bed. shit. no sailing today. before i slept i was online telling nicole about the nights proceedings.
so i ranted to her about ian being so inexplicably edgy yday. honestly it was a bad move. it doesnt matter that she told ian i ranted. cos i did lah. not to the effect like "he was such a fucker" kinda rant. but just..."he pissed me off then" which, by the way, happens between friends right?
i dont mind sending anyone the log. now ians really pissed at me. he just asked me to FUCK OFF. and saying something to the effect of me being a bad friend. and he'd be more wary when it comes to dealing with me. sigh. in this episode. all i have to say to ian is. im really sorry.
its quite fuck to go tell nicole this sorta thing.
if i wanna say also say to somebody else. last night i just ranted to the wrong person.
so there. i screwed up. and im sorry.

i tend to portray my take on whatever transpired yday. if its right/wrong accurate/inaccurate,
i'll take this post down if u so ask me to. wasnt the best idea to go yday was it?. sigh.