Henry's Birthday!

Today we went to Mirama Hotel for a Japanese buffet dinner. It was Henry's birthday! The big old fattie looked so happy to be surrounded by so many of his friends, and stuffing his face with good raw fish. The Japanese buffet was excellent, but the service left a lot to be desired. The staff were either inattentive or too busy to serve the tables, and we quickly got tired of attracting the waiters attention. The sushimi was fresh and juicy! I particularly liked the swordfish and the octopus slices. The swordfish flesh has this firm and springy texture which I like and the octopus was delightfully juicy. The salmon was not bad too, but now-a-days, almost every sushi chain sells good salmon sushimi. The sides were good, but not impressive. I liked the yakitori, and the tempura stuff, particularly the sweet potato. The chawan mushi was not bad either, smooth and light tasting.

Any way, the Monash people seemed to have enjoyed themselves. Yea, long time no see. Such good friends. Hmmmm. We went to Clark Quay afterwards for some drinks, and yupz, called it a night. Good stuff, much like us gathering every Sunday for dinner and chit chatting.

Hmmm, the only pain in the neck thing was Star and her new BF. Omg how irritating can she get, not only did it become sort of awkward around our table, but she was irritating me the whole night. Freaking girl, its just so hard to smile and chat with her. Its like forcing myself to be nice to some annoying 12 year old. Not to mention her new beau, zzzz the same guy she left with after clubbing at the Butter Factory. What a slut la. 

And this Jasmin too, the way she behaved puzzles me. When other girls leave with guys after clubbing to go home, they're sluts. When Star does the same thing, she's like "don't say that about my friend!" Lol. Now that's double standards. Sometimes when we take a step back and examine how we examine others, we realise that we're influenced subconsciously by the worth of that person to us. In the case of a friend, doing things which others would readily frown upon becomes acceptable in our eyes. Yes you have a slut for a friend, cute and bubbly and easy-going she may be, but a slut at that too. 

And me? What about myself? Talking about double standards made me think. Yes, I am one of those guys who go to clubs to have fun and hope to pick up girls. One of those guys who eye the crowd, check out attractive ladies and well, maybe get lucky! Hahaha. But the line stops there. I don't go and buy girls drinks, flaunt my money, go up to girls and dance with them. Making the first move in clubs is a no-no for me. "You suck la! Chicken!" you may say, but hey, I'm not desperate, I don't wanna be embarrassed (though now I thing my threshold is pretty high), and I don't think its right. Yes, I don't think its right to hit on drunk girls who can't think straight, and you're perfectly sober, but high and daring. Then what about me and Jasmin? Yes, I did whatever I did for the wrong reasons. But I'm glad it turned out the way it did. 

Today, she told me she's gonna perform at some air base for NS guys. The first thing that came to mind was, "Z oh man, so its another one of those shows where all you have to do is show flesh and get paid". Basically that's what happened in my previous camp, and boy, it was low class and bordering sleazy. And I'm sure things aren't far off in the army bases. Her reason for doing the show? "I need the money". Almost couldn't hide how disappointed I was. Dancing to a crowd at a shopping mall would definitely be better than to a crowd of NS guys. Hahaha the only thing on their minds is "What's up her skirt?" and "If only". I know, because I was once amongst them, and me and my friends went crazy after being starved of girls for so long. Yea, sex withdrawal does that to you. So I didn't tell her how I felt, and I don't think she got how I really felt, but I think she's going to do it anyways. Sigh, its derogatory, and she deserves better. 

Please don't do it Jasmin...