FUEL PARTY I: UNDERWORLD

I wasn't dressed for a party at work yesterday but when VIP tix to Underworld was put on the table, fashion banalities got shoved to that dark dusty corner at the back of my head.

Was supposed to go with Mich but as the night progressed, she wasn't quite feeling it cos she's on an early shift the following day. So I went with a bunch of other colleagues instead. People I like, of course.


















Us at the entrance with our tix. Was super super stoked la can. It was 75 bucks lor that night and we didn't have to pay a cent.



















Crowd was streaming into the huge dance hall and so was I. We got our drinks. The bartender refused to SELL me the drinks but said he would give it to me for free if I would give him a peck on the cheek. Ew. I turned to another bartender and asked, "Can he do THAT?" Second bartender shrugged and said, "He's the boss." Pengsan. Let's skip the turn of events that transpired after that scene and move right along.



















AHHHHH!!!! OMG yunno they are soooo good!!! The stage set changed a couple of times while they were on, as you will see in my photos.



















Apparently chao ang mohs like to take pictures with their token small little Asian girl. I got a few of such pics where they just burst into our frames. *rolls eyes*



















So most of the time, pics have to be taken TWICE. With the chao ang mohs and then WITHOUT. Yes, how retarded. And this is the cutest guy in the office as unanimously agreed upon by all of us. Votes came in from girls AND guys. Shan, who used to temp at my workplace, thought he was damn hot very early into her stint. Ha.



















Change of stage ambience.



















Humongous balls in the air for the audience to play with when they moved.
























High and happy.



















Them doing their hawt DJ-ing.



















Another change of stage ambience. We were just dancing at the back up until....... Well wait for it.



















They said we were a great audience.



















They took their bow and said goodbye.



















AND THEN, she came on-stage. Cue blood curdling scream from me followed by a mad dash to the front of the stage.



















SAMANTHA RONSON!!!!!!!!!



















I totally totally wasn't expecting her to show up because she wasn't scheduled to! A few of actually got tix to the Saturday's party to catch her spin, together with Bloc Party and New Order. You cannot imagine how crazy excited I was. I think my colleagues got abit scared by my reaction. And best part, Lindsay Lohan wasn't by her side. :D



















I don't care what people say, she is damn cute la. And very smoking hot when she spins. I pretty much spent the rest of the DJ set glued to the yellow barricade in front of the stage.



















The night was well, basically fuckin' A. I got home at 6AM so so tired. But oh how worth it! Now I've to go to work. C'ya again on Saturday night SamRon!

Hur hur.

(11:12 AM)

BOY TALK

F: Mary, the guy looks gay how can he like me?! maybe he needs a fag hag.

Mary: Yeah he looks gay, but I guess its only an exterior? He looks like he can rough up a girl pretty well too actually.

*choked on my own saliva*

And there you have it, Mary Bernadette, my apparently sexually-charged (but still dearly beloved) friend. Either that, or I am very old fashioned ie. prudish.

p/s: and MB, help me think of a fake name for him for future reference on my blog please... Thanks. XOXO.

(7:19 AM)