Curse Of The Prawn

Last night like any other ordinary night, a bunch of good friends planned a night out in Chinatown for dinner. Although there was some debate where we would go for dinner, in the end we decided to go to Ling Nam because The Nurse wanted to go there. The initial plan was to go to Dainty's for chilli chicken and chilli prawns, but someone came up with the brilliant idea of combining the two by getting take away from Dainty's and bringing it to Ling Nam. It does help if you know the owner.

As Siew Yum and I were returning to the restaurant after a smoke, we had to walk past the fish tanks and we were admiring the many live prawns daintily swimming not knowing their life would come to an end, probably that night. All of a sudden one prawn decides to end its life prematurely by jumping out of the tank! How funny that was, so much so that Siew Yum and I decide we would play a joke on Ball Breaker by placing it in her hand. The joke back fired cos being the Ball Breaker, a mere prawn didnt scare her one bit. Instead it started a whole revolution on cruelty to animals. Swing Sister and Princess Model were very concerned over the prawn's well being. They didnt appreciate how we were playing with a live animal and torturing it to death. Firstly, these animals were bred to be eaten, okay admittedly not bred to be played with. At the end of the day, or end of last night rather, the prawn would die a painful death in someone's hotpot anyway. Ball Breaker and Swing Sister had a very heated discussion over this and Princess Model was almost in tears. I was almost in tears too, from laughter. The whole scene was hilarious. Unfortunately Princess Model didnt fnd this amusing at all. Ball Breaker and her were screaming at each other over the pitiful prawn, who was by now catching its last breaths before retiring to prawn heaven. Poor Ah Sook had to witness our crazy performance, which nobody in this world would possibly understand. The funny thing was Siew Yum couldnt believe the fiasco she created and yet ended quite abruptly with Ball Breaker and Princess Model behaving like it never happened at all. That's the beauty of true friends. We should all be able to argue, fight and love each other all at the same time.

Discovered this morning that both Siew Yum and Ball Breaker felt sick last night with uncontrollable trips to the toilets. And so the curse of the prawn will live with us for many weeks to come. Maybe next time Siew Yum and I should have dinner ourselves! Less drama.

Shoya has Karaoke?

Ok, sad but true, I'm blogging at 3am in the morning. I dont have the luxury of doing this in the office anymore. Work just isnt a bed of roses like it used to be and I miss writing about a day in everybody else's life!

My good friend Big Boy is in town back from New York for Big T's wedding and I thought I'd catch up with him tonight. I didnt expect him to be at Big T's hen's night but he was. Well, there's history there I guess. Big Boy and Big T used to be a couple. This is going back many, many years ago. Big Boy has since moved to New York, gotten himself married and along the way still kept in touch with Big T. Now it's her turn to tie the knot. So, I guess Big Boy had to be part of the bridal party. He does look like a chook in some abnormal sort of way.

The hen's night was at karaoke in Shoya. Did anyone even know there was a karaoke section to this exclusive restaurant?? I certainly didnt. Ok, so the website actually says there's a karaoke bar upstairs. It's on the top floor of the restaurant and from downstairs, you would never guess it was up there. This place is pretty cool. Much the same as any karaoke bar with private rooms. You get to select the songs you want, when you want, via your own remote control. This place is definitely comparable to Chi Lounge in terms of cleanliness and how modern the room set up is. At Shoya karaoke, it's typical Japanese. You have to remove your shoes before going in to the private rooms. The place has a secret entrance (well it's no secret really - the door is next door to Shoya), but there is no signage anywhere to indicate that this place even exists. Maybe it's just me, perhaps everyone knows about it but me!

Well, I enjoyed myself and the selection of songs were not too bad either. Definitely a place to go again. After Shoya, I headed down to CK bar (it's actually called Shanghai 1930, but for some reason we still call it CK bar) with Louey and The Plumber. It was very packed and I only lasted in there for about 20 minutes, enough just to down 1 chivas/ green tea. Saturday nights are not a good night to go there. Too packed, too smoky and full of old men! The only other women there were the ones who work the tables and a table full of TB lesbians! I think I'll stick to drinking there during the week.

I hope to meet up with Big Boy again tomorrow to catch up on all the latest goss in New York and err.....it's definitely time to go to bed for me. Good night :)