In Continuum.

 

The day began with the lot of us heading over to Felicia's house to make the poster as well as to dress up. Me, being the only guy there aside from Alvin, didn't really have a lot to do prior to the party. It was just a shirt for us, then a pair of jeans, and we were ready to go. But the ladies, being ladies, took a much longer time, which is understandably so I suppose. So I came up with the idea of giving him a giant cheque, Joyce filled in the awesome looking school crest, and the rest helped with the border decorations. The ladies took turns with making the poster because they needed more time to dress up, and I was really eager to see what they'd turn Joyce into by the end of the pre-party. She turned out really awesome, with Felicia's awesome make-up strokes around her eyes, and it really only took a few minutes for her to get used to it. So we were all dressed up, and then that problem surfaced all over again - food. So we had five properly dressed people in the middle of a housing estate, too lazy to drive anywhere for food and was in desperate need of it. We decided on eating the neighborhood chicken rice, and it was a hilarious sight to see five properly dressed people walking down the side of a busy road and into a chicken rice store. It was really strange, but I suppose nothing normal ever goes on with Sarah around - and I mean that with all the love in the world. 

It took us forever to grab a cab at the side of the road, and for some reason I pictured all the drivers going to Zouk, attending the party. Sarah coined the expression "Depart for the Party", and that was a brilliant wordplay indeed. The cab pulled into town, drove around Wheelock's place, and dived into a side of town that I've never been to before. And there we were on the side of the road, going pass the entrance of the Grand Copthorne, meeting the long line of people that snaked out from the entrance at Zouk. Felicia and Alvin were already there, along with Barney and a friend of Kevin's, Adrian - who was a particularly friendly guy, I must say. Jeremy arrived soon after in his car, and that was about when problem occurred. Felicia forgot to bring her identifications, not even her driver's license or any student identifications. It was a school event, yes, but it wasn't stopping the management of the club to check everybody's I.D. at the door. So Jeremy had to drive Felicia, Alvin and Ting Ting all the way back to her house to get the I.D. before coming back all over again, and it wasn't helped that the party was about to start at that time. I was rushed into the club along with Barney, her boyfriend Clement and well as Adrian, and that familiar music we heard at the rehearsals were already starting as the lights were dimmed and the party began. 

Picture a beauty pageant held at a club, then put a few hundred people into a crammed space and then have loud music being blasted through the speakers, you get what went on for nearly two hours last night. Jody usually come across as a friendly but reserved person in school, but her role as the host last night was really an eye-opener. I thought the two emcees did a great job for the night, though the games took a little too long. I mean, we didn't pay eighteen dollars to see people play musical chairs on the stage or, to have drinking competitions. Either way, at least we were given coupons for a free drink, so it hardly mattered to me. Kevin seemed a little awkward at the beginning of the contest, then again everybody looked a little awkward initially. They walked in a funny way, they smiled in a funny way, and everything just worked a little strange at first. But I suppose they got used to the stage, the crowd, the music, and everything fell quietly into place. I didn't expect the girls to do anything less than a wonderful job, and the boys were really who I wanted to see, improve. I mean, like I mentioned, the boys didn't really do that well at the rehearsals, and it is always fun to see a bunch of people exceed expectations. The boys were significantly less comfortable on the stage than the girls, but they still pulled it off anyway, and that was a pleasant surprise indeed. 

I thought the segment where the contestants were supposed to show their "wild" side was a little off with the girls though. It's not that I expected the girls to be half-naked like the boys were, but some of the girls were so wrapped up for that segment that it was just a little off, for me. As much as I was supporting Jo Ann, her feathery dress wasn't exactly flattering, in my opinion. Anyway, aside from that, the actual beauty pageant was punctuated by videos of the contestants, slideshows, as well as a few games involving the audience as a whole. Kudos to that big guy who won the beer drinking competition. He was a monster. That is not to mention Shen and BJ's awesome pole dancing, which I thought was the true high point of the night. I have no idea how those two guys can go up onto a stage and pretend to give blowjobs to one another, I really don't. Still, hats off to the both of them, though I was really eager for the pageant to move on. Felicia and gang managed to come back halfway through the show, and they were really frustrated with missing Kevin's public seduction. I kind of expected the winners of the competition, and I must say that Kevin was the only shocker of the night. I kind of expected Josh to be on the list, and Ryan, and Sarah was bound for number one with all the screams she received with every mentioning of her name. Congratulations to all the winners, and I really want those iPod Nanos you guys got. Oh, the envy. 

We hung out for a bit after the pageant, when the stage was cleared and the dance floor went back to the crowd. The music became louder, the very air around us was vibrating with the beat of the music. The crowd grew significantly with the night drawing deeper upon itself, and the artificial mist blotted out the silhouettes of the people below. We were on the third level above the bar, staring down at the crowd below twisting their bodies to the songs. I had a drink with the guys while I was there, as we squeezed through the crowd and through narrow spaces in between shoulders and and buttocks. It became difficult to hear each other after some time, with the ringing in our ears and the music growing only louder with every passing minute. It was fun for only so long, then it became the same thing over and over again. It was hard to talk, and most of us had to shout over the sound in the club. People swarmed to the bar to get their drinks, some of them drinking a little more than they could stomach. While Ting Ting, Jeremy and I were down next to the bar, a guy behind us stood up and vomited all over the floor before crashing down into it. Not until Jeremy pointed out who it was did I realize that I actually know that guy from school, and there he was drenched in his own vomit at eleven at night. That, was embarrassing. Yes, I am still paranoid if the vomit spilled onto my shoes, since it did onto Ting Ting's legs. 

Oh, it was fun taking the pictures and then just having fun with the friends. But the atmosphere was a little stifling for me, and it wasn't really my thing. Jeremy was obviously intrigued by everything, the sights and the sounds. He wanted to see some "action", though I am not sure what action he was speaking of - people dancing or people grinding each other in the crotch areas. Anyway, we decided to get out of the place after some time, and the hot air outside suddenly became so welcoming. I tried to understand why people would want to club, because nothing really goes on at a club when there isn't some kind of event. Perhaps it was too early in the night to tell, despite it being close to midnight at that time. It's the same thing over and over, and you hardly get to have a decent conversation with anybody without straining your voice. It is a wonder how people could be picked up at a club, or to pick people up in the first place. I suppose an obscene amount of alcohol was probably involved, but the activity still did not strike me as being particularly interesting. I suppose I agree with Naz, I don't like clubbing, it really isn't my thing. My ideal weekend would be spent somewhere with some friends, where we can actually hear each other in proper and just talking. A swimming pool would be nice, with some drinks and silence all around. Not there, not in a club. 

So we presented Kevin with the cheque that we made, took even more pictures, and that was the end of the night for us, mostly. Felicia was mainly frustrated with her going back home to take her I.D., only to have them not check it when she came back. It was still a fun night though, it really depends a lot on the company of people you go there with, I suppose. It is important that you get the right people, especially someone like Sarah, or else you are going to have a rather long night at a club, or end up in a puddle of your own protein spill. I hope they send their pictures to me soon, I really want to post them here as soon as possible. A random note, it is always great to fall asleep in bed after a drink - you sleep like a baby. Until the pictures are sent to me, that's that!