A Night in Genting 2007

The guys and I decided that in August 2007 we would go up Genting to stay at Kenneth's place there and indulge ourselves in the 3 main pleasures of life which is drinking, eating and gambling.

We all gathered at Kenneth's place during the evening. The guys were all ranting about their lives as they all had a recent fallout with their other halves. I was laughing at their rants which I got scolded for. We all agreed that we would drive up in Kenneth's car so I all had to make sure everything was in his car as my so-called bestfriends are very "reliable".

1. 2 bottles Chivas Regal - checked
2. 1 bottle Absolute Rasberry - checked
3. Poker chips - checked
4. Radio - "Gary, you brought your radio ar ?" Checked.
5. Fan - "Wei Ken, your house got portable fan or not ?" "No...." "WTF, your house NO FAN ?? Someone go Gary's house take now."
6. Sleeping bags - checked

When everything was accounted for, Kenneth remembered he had to get his apartment key from his dad. So Kenneth and I drove out to meet his dad to get the keys. We arrived at his dad's office only to find the keys were in his glove compartment all along - 40 minutes wasted.

So finally, we began driving up Genting.

Tat Ren and I in the car.


Mr. Seah

So we finally arrived at Kenneth's place in Genting. Chucked all our things at the apartment and it was dinner time by then. So we headed down to the bak kut teh restaurant downstairs for our meal. During dinner they started their ranting again and again I couldn't help myself but laugh at them which I got told "Laugh what laugh har ? You go fight with your girlfriend now."

After dinner we went back to the apartment to start gambling and drinking. It was one of my first few times playing Texas Hold Em' Poker, so I kinda got bullied during the game.

We were over ambitious when drinking was concerned.


Mr. Chiam reading an interesting magazine from UK.


Mr. Yew's underwear. We stole it when he was in the toilet.

Until around 12pm, we decided to drive up to Genting Hotel to hangout and chill there. Walking around we remembered and talked about the numerous times that we were there before.

I have no idea what we were posing as.

Mr. Liew, Mr. Seah and Mr. Yew.

Soon after we returned to the apartment to resume gambling and drinking.

"Wei.... you calling or raising wan ?"

"You think funny is it. Call with a pair 2. FUCK. I got nothing."

"Tek Tek ah Tek Tek.... faster la...."

With an obviously drunk face and tone "You all drunk.... ah ? My gosh, damn WEAK la you all."

"Aiyooo..... my head feels like shit la. Cannot think.... Aiya, call la call la.... whatever la."

The 5 of us.

Soon all of us passed out due to an over intake of alcohol. Tat Ren and I slept on the only bed. Tat Ren built a barrier between us because he was afraid I would touch him. Half way sleeping I heard someone spewing in the toilet - apparently someone had too much to drink although he called everyone else weak.

A sleeping Tat Ren.

Lovebirds

The 4 of them after waking up.

We all woke up late the next day in the afternoon. We were starving but decided to have lunch back home. Unfortunately we couldn't leave immediately as none of us were feeling too well to drive due to last night's alcohol. So after the driver got a hold of himself and was in a reasonable condition to drive, we drove back home. We only got to KFC at 5pm for "lunch".

What's with all the black ?

With this, we had completed our annual tradition of going up Genting for whatever reasons. If you all do continue this tradition this year in 2009, I am afraid I would not be able to make it as I would not be home this year. I am sure you all will have great fun even without me, as we always do every year. Special thanks to Kenneth Liew for providing us with the accommodation.