Zoukout : edited
Because so many of you are bugging me like asses to put the pics up…
Now quit complaining!
I have to thank
Gobi Rita GBK Hon Seng
for inviting me to come along with them.
You guys are fucking great.
This trip made me realise how a truly great group of people you all are
ok ok enough mushiness
I started sipping my Malibu on the way from Johore to Spore.
As the bus was nearing the Causeway, what did we encounter but a
Horror of horrors!
A silly traffic wasn’t going to ruin our fun, no way. Uh-uh.
So we jumped off the bus and walked for an hour.
Honestly, i didn’t feel tired at all (though i should* have been cos i skipped sleep on Fri night and slept for only 3 hours on the bus ride to Johore)
It’s so amazing how anticipation can push me.
I didn’t feel tired at all, in fact, we all enjoyed the walk immensely (or so i think)
After that, we stood in immigration for another hour.
The journey to the rave itself was using up the last of my energy…
“You know. I don’t think i’ve ever used this much effort to go to a rave before…”
“Yea la.. me too.”
But all of us knew that when we reached, all complaints would be forgotten in the drone of heavenly music.
I sipped my malibu while waiting at immigration. I was thirsty and i didn’t have water okay.
It was one of those annoying days when i purposely wanted to get high for a rave and i couldn’T even when i budgeted the amount properly so i wouldn’t pass out on the beach.
So i drank somemore.
I went on beer next (as did the others) all the way to the entrance of the rave.
As expected, everyone had to go through a strict bag check cos of the No-Drug regulation in Spore.
They didn’t really check mine much, must be my innocent face 🙂
Once we got in, it was like a playground.
My favourite playground.
Which one to run to first?!
Which? Oh, which?!
There were three (or was it four?) tents, but i was only interested in running to and fro the Main Tent and the R&B one.
It would take freaking 10 minutes to walk briskly from one to the other cos both of them just *had* to be on the opposite ends of the beach!
Many many girls in bikinis and oh-so-fine men….
Also many oh-so-fine men who weren’t oh-so-into-girls.
There was one podium with hot men only.
I stared there thinking
gosh if i could pick one, i would take ages… that one! *focus shifts* no… he’s got a nicer ass. nO! *focus shifts again* *He’s* got nicer arms… omg the other one there is so sexy to-die-for…
But of couse i couldn’t pick cos they were all gay.
Only gay men would shamelessly shake their mighty fine asses on podiums for all to see *applaudes*
Too bad Dave wasn’t there. You would have very much enjoyed it.
I split my time between R&B with JasonJoannaAlan and PaulVanDyk with MaryGobiRitaEveryoneelse.
The atmosphere was fantastic.
It was absolutely
carefree and crazy.
Everyone around was dancing like their life depended on it.
I watch back the videos of us dancing and laugh out loud.
crap gtg edit later