Almost Suicidal

Went to Club Momo on Saturday night.
Mainly because of the Sms which everyone had which entitled us to go in free.
Couldn't really remember how the place was like and where it is located. The last time I went there was quite a long time ago and the place was 'Madam Wong 2' and not some cheesy turn off name like 'Club Momo'. Sounds pretty much like a place for faggots or some casual filipino hangout.
All I can recall about the place was that it's fucking huge. Maybe that's the reason why it left a bad impression on me. The whole place is so big that it looks so empty even though there are some people in it. It wasn't a happening place at all to begin with.
Well... I guessed that since the place is huge, it probably won't be that crowded even though many cheapskate typical Singaporeans were bound to be there.
I wouldn't count myself as one because there are actually other factors to consider too.
I was thinking of somewhere new instead of the usual.
It was a Saturday and everywhere you go would be packed, and I was actually thinking of a less crowded place.
Usually the place we go has very few girls among the crowd. Probably because girls don't really appreciate the music like we do. Trance and House are considered noise to them and they would rather go for Retro or RnB anytime.
Based on the above reasons, Club Momo was the ideal place for us to go on that night.
But then again,
I still wouldn't go if it wasn't free.

Money matters alot when you club.
It's amazing how it can totally brainwash you and bring you to a place where you won't go in the first place. Even though you know that it's not your kind of music and that you won't enjoy yourself the least bit. But if it's free entry one is talking about...
Seriously,
who minds trying?

It's like waiting at home thinking of a place to go.
Hesitating to even go out for fear that the trip might waste unnecessary time and money.
But if there's somebody driving...
Well.. What the hell, let's all come out then decide where to go lah.
Stay at home for fuck ah.

Went down there with Xuguang, Ivan, Leslie, Rihao and some of Rihao's friends. Annabelle was coming down to join me too.
She finished her work at around 8.30pm and decided to go home and change first. It is actually not a very good idea since she stays in Jurong West and her workplace is somewhere in Raffles place. To be going home first and coming out again would be taking up a tremendous amount of time, not forgetting having to washup and doing her usual preparations. She had brought a casual top just in case I was going somewhere else besides clubbing so that she could join me straight after. I told her she could actually wear her top even if we were going clubbing. But she didn't want to wear shoes and insisted on going home to change no matter what. She assured me that she would reach before 12 since that was the cut off time for the free entry crap.
Fair enough, I waited patiently for her arrival,
while trying to enjoy myself in Club Momo with the rest.

At around 10.30pm, Annabelle messaged me on my handphone.
She said that she was waiting for the bus for a long time and still in vain. The earlier few buses were packed and simply went pass her.
She was afraid that she might not be able to catch the last train. I then told her to take a cab to the Mrt station instead. It was better to pay abit of cash rather than the whole journey from her house to central mall. But she told me that she didn't bring enough cash on her so there wasn't a choice but to wait for a less occupied bus to board on.
I could sense that she was waiting very impatiently for the bus and that she told me she wanted to go home already. She knew that she had a high chance of reaching the place after midnight.

There was a point of time whereby I sent her a message saying...
'So what you want me to do?'
I aint the one driving the bus.
I aint the one who owns the club
and I aint the one who is late.
I knew she was becoming like how she always is.
A spoilt, attitude and stubborn brat. Somebody who doesn't listen to logic and only wants things to be her way.
She was trying all sorts of ways to make me say.

'Ok lah, you take cab come here I pay for you.'
'If no more free entry also I pay for you.'

I die die also don't want to say all these,
knewing that it wasn't my fault at all.
It's obviously not justified for me to be the victim.

But me being the romantic and loving guy,
I said what she wanted to hear.
To pay for her when she reach.
'Damn! There goes my money. Free entry for fuck, in the end I still need to pay what.'
I thought to myself.

Fortunately, luck was on my side.
She went to draw some money before she reached and paid the cab fare herself.
I accompanied her in the queue but she told me to wait somewhere else, probably inside at the counter.
Thank God she said that.
I went in to wait for her and she paid the entrance fee herself too.
Depression was no longer in me and I realised there wasn't a need for me to end my life already.
We went in and joined the rest...
While trying to cheer Annabelle up over her unwanted expenses.

I like to disturb her.
And she likes to call me fat.
So we are even.

Love you sweetie!