Annual Dinner and Dance 2007

There was no rush this year. No rain. Everything was well planned from the start right till the end. From attire, to make up, to transportation to post ADD events.

Held at the Shangri-La Hotel again, this year was my second participation. And it sure was better than last year. The theme set was "Colours of Malaysia : Celebrating 50 years of Independence". As usual, we didn't dressed to the theme. My attire was acquired at some boutique at Sunway Pyramid. A dark turquoise halter neck, knee length dress with some glittery beads at the front. To my liking and affordable, so I went for it.

We arrived on time for the dinner. A table has already been reserved for the "gang". A whole 10 of us. No more. No less. And it was absolutely fun. To be surrounded with familiar people and those whom you clicked with. The night went along with tonnes of picture takings, beer drinkings, flirtings, and joke crackings.

There were not much activities being laid out for the night. A few songs were belted out by some local jazz band. A few lucky draws which I tak kena. Crowning of the best dressed male and female of the night. The only performance worth remembering for the night was an appearance by Harith Iskandar. Our local king of comedy. Well, maybe not the king but he was damn good. Good at words. Good at acting. Good at keeping his audiences at the edge of their seats. The whole ballroom was full of laughter from the moment he walked on stage to the end of his show some 40 minutes later. * Thumbs up*

As a bunch of young adults, no way we were going to head home after the dinner rite? Since this would be the last ADD that we would be together. So the few of us headed down to Poppy for a second round of dancing and boozing. Actually, we ended up at Passion Bar. Got ourselves a little drunk over a bottle of Barcadi Lemon, went wild dancing on the dance floors, snapping more pictures, had some more in depth heart-to-heart talk, drank some more and continued dancing. Yeah man. A real eye-opener. I never knew my fellow colleagues could be that wild. It was definitely fun. Much more fun. I'll never forget that night.

We had a third round of drinking after the club closed at 3 am. We went to a nearby mamak for a teh tarik session. Imagine mamak ambience with dresses and shirts. So damn cacat. But we needed to cool down to avoid getting blocked by the police. And to fill our growling tummies after using up all energies on the dance floor. But we didn't managed to stay long there as all of us were already dead tired. Make ups were melting. Feet were wobbly. Heads were spinning. And some one was throwing up on the streets. Aiseh, time to balik rumah. And so we did. Reached home at 5 in the morning.

Took a fast shower and immediately crashed on the bed when the cock started to crow. Woke up some 9 hours later with the previous night's events still clear in my head. It was a night to last a lifetime.