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JTS was rather fun - still the sheer numbers that make a crowd a crowd got to me after a while, what with (over)compensating trying to be nice and sociable (and probably failing), and finally giving up and giving over to the more relaxing, more cathartic revisitation of classics (from Queen to N*Sync) with the awesome Jerry Hong and alien Lee Kun Won. Also there were juniors: Alfred "Bottomless Pit" Wan, who consumed about 10000 glasses of beer, Terence "I'm Not Drunk" Idonnowhathissurnameis, Davin "@#$%^ ALFRED!" Wang, Mark, Mike Wee, PEIRONG (WHO I FOUND OUT, EXCESSIVELY, IS IN ELDDFS TOO!), and one more I think but for the life of me my brain is not working.
We waited about 10000 hours for our burnt steak to arrive, tried to chew what was supposedly medium-rare and promptly gave up.
Then a few of us headed for the Acid Bar only to be given away by some YOUNG-LOOKING PEOPLE AMONG THE CROWD - I blame kezane for his work-in-progress dress sense (he came in the bloody Youth Olympics tshirt) and the only other person who would definitely look younger than me, the very sweet and therefore unblameable roarsveryloudly.
It was a case of the edgiest cover of Breakaway (yes, that annoying Kelly Clarkson song) I heard, a lady and her guitar, and I WAS SO ATTRACTED TO HER VOICE - the manager asks me "table for how many, ma'am?", he sees Jerry behind me...
... and then the rest of the sad sorry bunch hanging outside, screaming "HI I'M UNDERAGED" - then again, the smexy Kunwon was definitely dressed well; as for whatla, I suppose that would have to do.
That said, none of us are actually EIGHTEEN save for the singing sensation that is Jerry Hong.
So, being the sad sorry skorry bunch we were, we headed home.
(The reason for this Quest for a Bar would vary depending on who you actually ask: Jerry and I were actually quite sad about our pathetic "Strawberry Romanoff" which really consisted of just 3 strawberries. At least we didn't pay for this!)
Lastly, I cannot help but notice that Yongjie, while animated in real life, is very sadly restricted to one facial expression that will forever be immortalized in photographs forever. Behold,
We waited about 10000 hours for our burnt steak to arrive, tried to chew what was supposedly medium-rare and promptly gave up.
Then a few of us headed for the Acid Bar only to be given away by some YOUNG-LOOKING PEOPLE AMONG THE CROWD - I blame kezane for his work-in-progress dress sense (he came in the bloody Youth Olympics tshirt) and the only other person who would definitely look younger than me, the very sweet and therefore unblameable roarsveryloudly.
It was a case of the edgiest cover of Breakaway (yes, that annoying Kelly Clarkson song) I heard, a lady and her guitar, and I WAS SO ATTRACTED TO HER VOICE - the manager asks me "table for how many, ma'am?", he sees Jerry behind me...
... and then the rest of the sad sorry bunch hanging outside, screaming "HI I'M UNDERAGED" - then again, the smexy Kunwon was definitely dressed well; as for whatla, I suppose that would have to do.
That said, none of us are actually EIGHTEEN save for the singing sensation that is Jerry Hong.
So, being the sad sorry skorry bunch we were, we headed home.
(The reason for this Quest for a Bar would vary depending on who you actually ask: Jerry and I were actually quite sad about our pathetic "Strawberry Romanoff" which really consisted of just 3 strawberries. At least we didn't pay for this!)
Lastly, I cannot help but notice that Yongjie, while animated in real life, is very sadly restricted to one facial expression that will forever be immortalized in photographs forever. Behold,