Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Day 2 Evening and Whatever That's Left of the TripSo back we went with renewed vigor and piqued interest to the other casino after Gimo's discovery of the Texas Hodem table there.
Sigh.
There I sat for four hours, give or take, accompanying them as an unpaid hostess through their many "Nabei" and "Huat arh!".
Thank god that the pit boss(A term used on supervisor for a cluster of tables.) stationed there was drop dead gorgeous and so the hours sped past without much of my knowledge.
Her name's Cindy by the way. Do look her up if you chance upon the table. Better yet, intro me!
I'm such a desperate bugger.
Reaching my limit of gambling one such as me could stomach, I excused myself and head back to our hotel room before my disgust becomes overly apparent. There's only a fine line between entertainment and obsession with my mates edging over to the latter.
Do pardon my warped sense of moralities. All I could say is I was shaped so by my upbringing.
A bath, a subsequent nap and I was awakened to the incessant chattering brought about by Gimo, Wanyi, Thomas and Dom. My friends had finally came back to me! Woohoo!
I joined and chip in my 2 cents on the private issues we were discussing(You're not invited!). It didn't take long for us to realise that it was bloody late and so we wisely retired for the night.
But not before taking some pictures!!!
Hot or what?
Dom sold his soul and got 60 Ringit. Lucky fella!
My pathetic winnings. Though it seems more than Dom's, I only won 25 Ringit compared to his 60 Ringit.
Cocky shite! Where's a shotgun when you need one?
But she never treat me!
Who wants to rob Thomas with me?
This time round we woke up on the next day as planned. We were up and about at 8 plus headed for the complimentary breakfast buffet we sorely missed on the morning before. It nearly reach the standards of pig fodder but it however did filled us up.
Ah Yuan in his room!
I stand corrected. Its more of a pig sty.
Bloody good view. Can I take it home?
Got so thirsty meh?!
I guess my displeasure regarding their gambling was too apparent the day before so Gimo, Dom and Thomas decided to placate me by watching a movie with me.
But where's Wanyi you ask? AT THE CASINO STILL!!!
The new benchmark for TRASH!
It has got to be the worse movie ever. Period. Shitty story line, serious lack of martial arts in a supposed martial arts movie accompanied by deplorable acting can really bring out one's vulgarities, even outta saints.
And to stress our point even further, the Osim massaging chairs were the only reason we stayed on after the first half hour of the movie!
15 Ringit for 1 hour plus of massage! Who cares what they show!
Cursing and swearing, we did a little last minute shopping for our respective love ones, met up with the rest of the troupe and boarded the ride back to our land of apparent freedom, Singapore!
What's she smiling for?
So that's my first trip overseas after my re-entry back to singlehood. It was heartwarming to bask in my friends' company and I was more than glad to be so readily accepted back into clique after my self imposed exile.
Thanks guys! You make this shite of a life worth living!
End of Trip
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 10:47:00 AM