i'm still reeling from the fact that it's 2006. i guess 2005 is one year that'll be hard to forget. no, i don't want to forget, more like moving on and letting go of those moments in life.

today was my first legal ladies night! : ) woohoo. actually it's my first ladies night! and no points for guessing where i went again. the ministry. it's not like i'm a big fan of the club, it's just that it's spinning on the new hype, and their dj's rock the houses!

today was retro candy floss night, and they really gave out free candy floss in the club! haha.

anyway, sorry to ren, calv, and merl for disappearing (again) in mos.
rnb was calling to me, and my soul is weak against the pull of pulsating beats and humping jackasses in the cage.

tis weird how the cage was full of guys and the retro area was all the girls! was with cindy the whole night, and we were fussily picking out the boys we wanted to dance with. and we went through a very very very strict process of choosing the guys we wanted, so strict to the point we only danced with her friend! ohwell.

we did catch some really gorgeous guys though.

introducing bachelor no 1. meet mr. pink, all hot in his 1.65m frame, under the short blond do set some really piercing blue eyes, and the girls always about him. i would've been blind not to have seen this pretty one cross the floor.
it's a he smiled, she smiled story and she told her friend. her friend tells her to go for it, but she's too shy. so her friend crosses the floor to say hi and ask him his name, introducing herself and her friend looking on from the other side of the floor eager for her return.

bachelor number 2. this pretty eyes with his group, stalking about for the next victim to devour. his preference was notably of the female species, and it was a pity the cage lacked the very specimen.
this is the story of only passing eye contact, as if to see the wall behind the girl. she doesn't smile at him, and he keeps at his strategy. both girls approve of this guy, now begins the test.
she pushes her friend "accidentally" and she loses her balance just in the right space for pretty eyes to catch her. he doesn't do anything. the brilliant boy has failed, strike 1.
strike 2 comes when her friend notices that he can't dance and lacks rhythm. how could her friend possibly tell? note the transitions in the music, and see what people do to make up for the lack of beats. it's her skill. pretty eyes then stands before her and just stands still. riight, and you're expecting us to do what?
he finally turns around to tell her that his friend thinks she's got beautiful sparkly eyes and would like to get to know her. how sweet, not. note his very distracting set of teeth that is missing one front tooth. yes, it is a gaping hole of nothing. strike 3, you're out.

bachelor no 3. enters beautifully adorned in a black cap and white shirt. oh yes this is a good looker with a body to boot.
story begins with her spotting him and pointting him out to her friend. her friend asks her to go on up and ask him his name or she would do it. she tells her friend to do it. her friend gets off the podium and walks up to him.
the first thing she asks is 'do you speak english?'
'yes' is a very crisp reply, first thought: nice accent.
then her friend asks, 'do you dance?'
queer look returned, and 'yes, i do.'
'would you dance with me?'
'yeah sure, but i haven't got my drink yet.'
'you go ahead then. by the way, what's your name?' her friend caught his name but eventually forgot it.
'oh, my name is valerie and my friend over there [points] thinks you're pretty cute.'
'thanks.'
later we find out that he's only *dum-dum-dumdum.* seventeen. we felt pedopheliac.


surprise surprise! mr. president graced the ladies night with mrs president.

this blog was relevant to a ms. valerie anne from when she was studying mass communications in a singapore polytechnic.

she was aged 16 on her first post, and 18 on her last.

she is currently a freelance emcee-er/hostess.
contact her at
valerieanne @ cheerful.com

some might call me the ultimate sagittarian; free-spirited and whatnot, but i don't believe in horoscopes.

"everything gets complicated when you think. i don't discourage thinking, it's over thinking that i'm worried about." - val


none existent.


i've moved on.

shop alot?


. make Valerie Anne are big name
. publish a book entitled "you better quote val, or else" - recommended by derek goh
. open a clip-on earrings shop
. open a cafe
. learn/speak spanish
. skydive over mauritius waters
. bungee jump from a suspension bridge
. get back into my dancing shoes
. set a world record for the longest time on a roller coaster ride
. save an endangered species
. AND prove to my mum that i'll be married before 35. HAHA.


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