I was warm from my ears to my shoulders. 'Manda, touch here.' I pointed to my shoulder. 'Oh, that's hot!' she replied. Ok, so now i know i flush easily. Or was I the one who drank the most since i felt like i was sucking the straw a lot.
We had the whole Fashion Bar to ourselves on Monday night! Since there was no one else, I took off my shoes and sat my favourite way, cross-legged. It was cold so I naively tried to use the pillows for some sort of shield. Naively. The toilet was for both male and female so I felt disgusted to know that there was a guy in the cubicle next to mine, and as i walked out of the toilet, another guy walked in. Not particularly traumatic, but definitely weird!
Since we all specifically asked for light drinks, we didn't feel in the least bit inebriated. As i took the MRT home, I felt fine though i think my senses were a teeny weeny dulled. Our bill, for 3, was $72 for two rounds of drinks. Talk about exhorbitance! Mum gave me the lecture of the year when she picked me up at Eunos, and she claimed she could smell the alcohol off me. Even after a shower, my skin around my neck and shoulders were splotchy red. It was so warm, even as i went to sleep.
