of that post-exams euphoria

and so we started off post exams celebrations with just the right dose of clubbing awesomeness. music wasn't that good (me wants a GOOD R&B dance club session soooon!!) but boy, it was one night that opened my eyes to some strange going-ons of the med student variety. the bold, the beautiful and also, the downright desperate... the ultimate yum-cha session that trumps all others... the one where we ordered mountains of bite-sized food and tak the whole of 3 hours and only paid 16 bucks. one damn-worth-it session, i must say. and the company was wonderful...

never was one for KBoxing but true to the post exams celebrations motto of "Trying every darn thing", we girls had an all-out KBoxing session at 12midnight and stayed till the place closed and chased us away.

we didn't want to leave actually. we had so much fun screaming the place down with angry-girl songs and sweet ballads. and boy, can AiLynn go all Marion Raven on us!!
never was a friend of the mike, thus my act-shy face and Jacq's die-die-must-sing face... lols

and can i just say that PheyYee knows every sweet romantic ballad of the Chinese variety and the English ones too!!! lols now i know what makes her heart tick!!

all-out craziness + post exam euphoria + KBox session + wonderful company = one kick-ass girls night out

on another note, caught Sex and The City with mum that day. i'm not an avid fan of the long running series but like every female in the cinema, i admire the wardrobe. spectacularly drool-worthy.

the dialogue was snappy with clever comebacks.

but in the end, i left the cinema, pumped with new couture ideas swirling in my mind and the need for a more feminist female lead.

i'm a sucker for romance and i lap up love letters like there's not tomorrow. but the whole thing about Mr Big COPYING the love letters of great men is frankly... unoriginal and devoid of any meaning. any illiterate person can just type the letters and send it to their love ones and would they get back their ditched-at-their-altar lover back?? i think NOT.

and the ONE love letter that he wrote was superbly short and... somewhat mechanical to me. it's something like you write a business partner.
talk about fear of commitment....

and the whole affair of Carrie taking back Mr Big is just so blase. it's frankly disconcerting to know that they have been on-again, off-again for a freaking 10 years. and being a big city girl, if someone ditches you after 10 long years of fiddling with my heartstrings,you would think that commitment was never in his vocab to begin with. but Carrie just HAD to take him back huh?

but what the heck, the shoes and the bags and the wardrobe just about made the whole lack-of-feminism issue pale in comparison.

disclaimer: Mel is not a true-blue fan of Sex and the City and might have been shooting her mouth off at Carrie's unfeminist behavior but hey, it's her blog so it's her mess and it's her business. so true-blue Carrie fans, do not flame her.