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Samedi Soir!



Went to Alliance Francais to watch this French play (above) on Saturday night. Yeah the box that says 'English Subtitles' didn't really do justice because the only English subtitles were the translated summary of every scene. But I have to admit that without those, we (the non-French, yes the place was really filled with French) would die not fully understanding anything except comprehending from body language and anything within our capability to understand this really interesting, fast-spoken language. But overall it was okay. Contrary to how he looks like in the poster, no L'Avare isn't a horror show (my mom thought we went to watch a scary french play, but I wouldn't mind going for one in future lol). It's a familial show, mainly revolves around a miser who refuses to grant his children's wishes to marry because he is a one stingy man.

Ok, what is MORE interesting, are really the events that happened after the show. So nuurun, alvin, amey and I wanted to grab some dinner/supper so we headed to Prinsep's Street Macs. Alvin & I decided to not stay out so late so we had in mind to catch the last train/bus, but so much for saying that! So we splitted up because I wanted to catch the bus while the rest wanted to catch the train. After having checked the timing for the last buses, I got really panicked because it was 12 am and there was no more buses! Or so I thought because, when I walked towards Dhoby Ghaut MRT to meet up with the rest, I saw 174 approaching the bus stop that I just left. So immediately my legs got to a running position, wanting to run to the GlassHouse bus stop (the bus stop after that) to catch it. So I was running and running and running till I suddenly spotted Amey's big, springy hair from afar and yes I, actually decided to take some time to stop and tell them what I was planning to do (which was to chase the bus). And they ended up laughing at me! And geez, obviously I didn't manage to chase after the bus, come to think of it, it would require a faster speed and I couldn't run in my pumps. Argh.


See what I mean? That's his hair haha (even in the shadows).


Well ok, so there weren't any last trains as well for them and we concluded that perhaps we were meant to hang out till late. So here's what we did:

- Went to Starbucks, apparently there were people studying at ungodly hours and we had to feel bad for laughing so loudly and too much, geez.
- Sneaked up behind Alvin and caught him saying nice things, right Alvin? HAHA!
- Galavant the CBD area
- Had a pit stop at "The Flirting Corner" hahaha, funny right
- Stopped by at the Singapore River, it was still hot, even at such an hour
- Went to Macs (again) at Clark Quay, where we met one of nuurun's friend (Karl), a Norwegian with the rest of his European friends. And then all of us including them started conversing in French. I know righttt.
- So Karl decided to join our table. He was a really nice person to talk to really. It all went well until the topic of SarongPartyGirl was brought up and he got really darn sensitive and pissed about it, and we were stoned and shocked for that moment till he left to join his friends. Ah well.
- And also, Karl was accused of stealing a woman's purse when all he was doing was just opening her purse to check her identity. Unlucky.
- We took separate Night Riders home, well the night was well spent, full of laughter (this is an understatement really). Speaking of understatements, I did say numerous understatement statements.

I think I was really at my peak that night, yes Nuurun? :D
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