Hello Halloween!

listening to howie day's 'Collide'...

Third day of November already.
58 days, 1932 hours, 83520 minutes, 5011200 seconds before year 2006.
Where did the time go?

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Halloween was a blast!
I mean, Zouk was okay, but it was the company that made the night.
We had a crazy time in Wei's place getting ready to paint the town red.
Laughed ourselves silly from the outfits and later, the ridiculous picture posing.

Out came the wigs (for almost everyone), the whip (e), the fangs (sy), the feathers (wei and her fellow dim sum gal), the blood (xw) and the boobs (pee and el)...
El wins the top prize for being weirdest friend.
She's got the most amazing stash of costumes and accessories.
How many people you know possess whips, cuffs, huge red tear drop earrings, wands and stuff?

It was liberating.
Shopping in Orchard Road dressed in pyjamas would have elicited greater reactions. Yet on Halloween night, nobody gave a damn while we walked around looking like ghouls. Nevertheless, passengers in one of the cars next to mine on the ECP were kinda traumatised. They were too young and too old to appreciate bizarre behaviours.

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We got a rude shock upon arrival at Zouk.
The queue was frightfully long and stretched all the way into the underground carpark.
Probably half of Singapore's clubbers must have been present.
Everyone was jostling for space, and the 36 degree weather didn't alleviate the situation.
The area reeked of a mixture of perspiration and perfume.
Boy, was I glad I had a blocked nose!
By some freakish stroke of good fortune, we managed to enter after a 15 minute wait.
Apparently some colleagues queued for two hours before getting into the club.

It was pretty fun to spot the different costumes.
There were scores of fairies, draculas, witches, French maids, Greeks, and whatnots.
I saw Freddy Kruger, Clinton, Bush, Napolean, Cleopatra, Marilyn Monroe (x2), Chinese vampires with amulets, as well as a moving buffet table.
Stood behind Little Red Riding Hood in the ladies and struck up conversation with her.

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I was impressed by my luck too.
What are the odds of meeting the very person you don't want to see most, at a place with thousands of people? Extremely, incredibly, awfully low.
But BINGO! I had to be that 'lucky'.
Was spooked by the sighting and immediately pulled friend for cover.
I just didn't want to be seen, so I ducked as quickly as I could.

And if the worst had already happened and you'd hit rock bottom, nothing could faze you anymore.
From that moment on, I have truly closed the chapter.
Looking forward to 58 brighter days and a brilliant 2006...