A day in Goteborg

Its terrible. I felt so cheated. The organisation of the trip is really bad.. doesnt help that it rained the whole day.. and the mentors actually brought us to see mooses and elks. Come on lah i paid 320 sek not to see a FREE zoo ok? by the time it was free and easy time, all the shops have closed.. and we're left stranded in the macdonalds again. Deja vu stockholm?

Well i guess its not that bad after all? better than spending my birthday in my dorm starring into my computer screen. It was ard 12am when we were queuing outside the club (a very lousy one) when cheewee asked me the time. naturally i said oh twelve, suddenly i saw them take out party poppers, when clement shot one at my eye. Scary sia i saw the sparks from the party popper. so paiseh i never had so much attention directed at me b4. some ang moh also came to say happy birthday to me. Apparently they were shopping for the party poppers in the supermart and tried to divert my attention.. when i diverted my own attention to tabloid magazines. sigh there is truely a bimbotic (no i say girly) side to me. I guess it wasnt hard for them to spring a surprise!

The club is expensive, enormous and empty. Now i truly appreciate Zouk and their house music. Not that i was ever a house music fan. It wasnt fun given that drinks were expensive, but fun to see a gay approach cheewee. Going home was a relief and a torture. I wonder how the ang mohs entertain themselves so easily, they never fail to shut up and go to sleep during the 3-hr ride back to Lund. Some witch was laughing throughout the journey...some guys were singing.. europeans ah...