i still couldn't believe what happened last night. it was an unforgettable night.

yesterday night was my 2nd time clubbing without the presence of mr boyfriend. and no, i didnt just go to a club for bday parties. not this time round. yesterday night was just a day for all-girls-night-out - just Zsa and me, and a few of her friends. our objective was to, have fun, dance, be high BUT not drunk. and definitely, the most dramatic night that Zsa would have, because, she literally have to rescue me. and i'm not kidding.

we reached Butter at abt 9.45pm, and joined in the queue for the ladies. the queue was moving really slow, and we spent 1hr+ queueing before we managed to step into the club. and that was when the other queue came in - queueing for drinks.

for the first part of the night, all the time was spent at queueing i would say. i had screwdriver and cranberry vodka when it's finally our turn. after 2 glasses, we headed to the dance floor. it was awesome, it was great. and then i felt, 2 glasses arent enough, and we shd go queue for more before the free-flow of drinks for the ladies stops at 1am.

it was 12.15am. we danced to the beat while queueing, had fun, lots of fun. no restriction, nothing. it took us about 20mins to reach to the start of the queue. and then, the dramatic part happened. out of no reason, i started to feel weird, like something inside me was acting up. the feeling was bad.

i'm sure it's not the effect of the 2 drinks, because, i could hold alcohol way better than that.

i felt the club was spinning. my head felt heavy. i felt like vomiting. my vision started to blur and it felt like someone just dimmed the lights. i told Zsa that i couldnt see her. all i could see was her outline, and everything else around her was in total darkness. i held onto the queue and her, and i bent forward. the last thing i told Zsa was, i think i shd give the drinks a go. i dont think i shd drink anymore, and the last thing i heard from her was, okay, just one more.

the next thing i remember was, i was lying on the floor. i blacked out, fainted and literally dropped dead to the ground. i regained my consciousness when the bouncers shone their torchlight, and the first thought that came to my mind was i was already at home.

i soon came to realise that i'm not, i quickly stood up with the help of Zsa. she dragged me out of the room and made me rest at a corner, with lesser people. the feeling of giddiness was still lurking in my head. i squatted down, and took me awhile to calm myself. Zsa took my heartbeat and she said that it was quite irregular but my pupillary light reflex was fine. she told me that i just fell to the ground and i blacked out for about 5seconds. but to me, the 5seconds were like a few hours.

it was scary, and no such things had happened to me before, ever. i've seriously no idea what happened. perhaps it was due to inadequate slp, food, oxygen etc, too crowded or perhaps i was low-blood at tt time.

Zsa wanted to get me home, but i insisted that i'm okay and shd stay for awhile more because i didnt want to spoil their night. it was already our turn after queueing for 20mins, and at that moment, my body chose to give way and fainted, and i seriously felt so bad about it.

we stayed and continued our 2nd part of the night after all the dramas. the bouncers at the entrance could even recognise me and asked if i was okay. it was so embarrassing.

so, we went to the other room to dance. it was freaking awesome. i had never had so much fun before in one night. we danced we played we had fun. who says we need alcohol to have fun? =) i was feeling so much better, though occasionally i felt i'm losing balance. but i survived. and i really have to thank Zsa and her friend for rescuing me.

jeremy came to pick us up and we headed home at 2am.

when i reached home, i called Sam and i guess i wasnt really myself. i talked stuffs randomly and spoke in a slang. rofl, she was totally frightened by me. HAHA. we talked and then hang up as she had attachment the next day.

the next day when i woke up, i couldnt really remember what i talked to her. but the incident that happened in the club was etched clearly and deeply in my head.

the night was shocking, horrifying but at the same time, awesome, wonderful. how many people can experience two extreme ends of feelings in one night? haha.

i will never forget that wednesday night, 07oct2009.