Butter Factory should be re-named Queue Factory on its ladies night. First, you need to queue to get in, next you need to queue to get your drinks.

Seriously, I didn’t know ladies night was so packed at Butter. Although my upcoming advice will sound absurd, especially to seasoned clubbers, but really, get your ass down there by 9p.m.!! It isn’t the least bit crazy. Trust me! It will make your night much better!

We started queuing at around 10.30p.m. The queue was already friggin’ long and by the time we got into the club, it’s already 12a.m.!!! Then we had to queue for our drinks again!! The worst of all is that after queuing for around 45 minutes we couldn’t meet the 1a.m. mark and had to pay for our drinks. The start of the night is just queues, queues and more queues. =(

To add on to the disaster equation, dumbo me wore my new heels to Butter yesterday and my legs were in great distress. My feet were numb from the pain but I am lucky enough to avoid abrasions and blisters.

What irritated the hell out of me was this gang of “ang mohs” queuing in the drinks queue behind us. They were a tipsy and rowdy crowd. Not only did they cut queue, they were hitting each other and fooling around without a care about the people around. I swear I would seriously had cursed F*** at them if one of them hit me amidst their game of folly. I wasn’t in the best of my moods then with my aching legs and my queue fatigue.

You see, the queues at Butter are the most horrendous and much-hated sort. The sort that doesn’t move and when it does, it was as slow as a snail.

Reading up till here, you must be thinking that I had a lousy night at Butter.

But to be honest, it was FUN!

Exhilarating!

After the queuing episode, things went from bad to Best!

It was quite fun to dance around with Baby but it’s a shame that I didn’t get to dance with Deep, Tarynn, Mel and Sue since we got separated. The music at Butter was good and I was enjoying myself even when I didn’t get high on alcohol. I was completely SOBER! =( Boo!

William, baby and I rotated around the 2 room! We had to!

You see the music at Bump is more hip, popular and definitely the nice kinds that you would want to dance to. But it was so crowded, stuffy and hot over at Bump that we had to escape back to Fash which was in a more Mambo mood. Fash’s dance floor was a lot less packed till the point that it was cold inside. And since by the time we went into Bump, we couldn’t make it into the dance floor proper, we decided to move around the 2 rooms to balance our comfort and music choice.

We met a few funny guys in the dance floor but nothing major happened, no weird hands and if there were, I would gladly bring that guy back to earth by taking the liberty to drop my foot in high heel on his foot at free fall speed.

Although we were without “guy luck”, we did stumble upon some interesting sightings. We saw this male drunkard whom we found amusing. Perhaps we might be frogs in a well but I really found it entertaining to see a guy hid behind a pillar, sitting on the floor, placing his head on a low table-like shelf with closed eyes and allowing puke to drip out of his mouth. Yes! Drip! Baby was saying that he looked like he was drooling in his sleep. Haha…

Alright, photos will be up another day. I am feeling lazy again! I have been feeling lazy this whole week. Perhaps I should just label this week as the Laze Around Week. Don’t expect too much since we didn’t take much! Thanks Tarynn for taking some photos at the last moments if not, we would be without any pictures! =)

amor,esperanza y fe 1:36 AM.

Butter Factory should be re-named Queue Factory on its ladies night. First, you need to queue to get in, next you need to queue to get your drinks.

Seriously, I didn’t know ladies night was so packed at Butter. Although my upcoming advice will sound absurd, especially to seasoned clubbers, but really, get your ass down there by 9p.m.!! It isn’t the least bit crazy. Trust me! It will make your night much better!

We started queuing at around 10.30p.m. The queue was already friggin’ long and by the time we got into the club, it’s already 12a.m.!!! Then we had to queue for our drinks again!! The worst of all is that after queuing for around 45 minutes we couldn’t meet the 1a.m. mark and had to pay for our drinks. The start of the night is just queues, queues and more queues. =(

To add on to the disaster equation, dumbo me wore my new heels to Butter yesterday and my legs were in great distress. My feet were numb from the pain but I am lucky enough to avoid abrasions and blisters.

What irritated the hell out of me was this gang of “ang mohs” queuing in the drinks queue behind us. They were a tipsy and rowdy crowd. Not only did they cut queue, they were hitting each other and fooling around without a care about the people around. I swear I would seriously had cursed F*** at them if one of them hit me amidst their game of folly. I wasn’t in the best of my moods then with my aching legs and my queue fatigue.

You see, the queues at Butter are the most horrendous and much-hated sort. The sort that doesn’t move and when it does, it was as slow as a snail.

Reading up till here, you must be thinking that I had a lousy night at Butter.

But to be honest, it was FUN!

Exhilarating!

After the queuing episode, things went from bad to Best!

It was quite fun to dance around with Baby but it’s a shame that I didn’t get to dance with Deep, Tarynn, Mel and Sue since we got separated. The music at Butter was good and I was enjoying myself even when I didn’t get high on alcohol. I was completely SOBER! =( Boo!

William, baby and I rotated around the 2 room! We had to!

You see the music at Bump is more hip, popular and definitely the nice kinds that you would want to dance to. But it was so crowded, stuffy and hot over at Bump that we had to escape back to Fash which was in a more Mambo mood. Fash’s dance floor was a lot less packed till the point that it was cold inside. And since by the time we went into Bump, we couldn’t make it into the dance floor proper, we decided to move around the 2 rooms to balance our comfort and music choice.

We met a few funny guys in the dance floor but nothing major happened, no weird hands and if there were, I would gladly bring that guy back to earth by taking the liberty to drop my foot in high heel on his foot at free fall speed.

Although we were without “guy luck”, we did stumble upon some interesting sightings. We saw this male drunkard whom we found amusing. Perhaps we might be frogs in a well but I really found it entertaining to see a guy hid behind a pillar, sitting on the floor, placing his head on a low table-like shelf with closed eyes and allowing puke to drip out of his mouth. Yes! Drip! Baby was saying that he looked like he was drooling in his sleep. Haha…

Alright, photos will be up another day. I am feeling lazy again! I have been feeling lazy this whole week. Perhaps I should just label this week as the Laze Around Week. Don’t expect too much since we didn’t take much! Thanks Tarynn for taking some photos at the last moments if not, we would be without any pictures! =)