Tuesday 12 February 2008

joshua's birthday bash & not so fortunate events


Josh + Me on his B-Bash

Where was it held? Halo, Leeds.. a very intriguing place, a place where even a person without religion would think it is so wrong.. Why? Well lets just say or imagine a discotheque in a church!~ Its like watching those movies where the vampires took over a church and used it as their breeding ground (like Supernatural!!)The building and its structures are maintained as a church even when your inside the chairs on the side you can easily tell it it was a humble church chair... tsk tsk tsk


A glimpse of Halo, Leeds

Nevertheless, I'm not that angelic myself. I enjoy going there and yet I have this sense of guilt after partying at Halo.. and this isn't the first time. Its like I'm always tempted by a dark evil force. It isn't easy to look past the fact that it was a church and since I was brought up in a very conservative and religious family background somehow it affects you no matter how notorious/rebellious you can be.

What can I say about Halo? There are rumors that it's one of those clubs in Leeds that are racist. Apparently they can reject you entry anyhow they wish even on very lame reason.. like for example; just the other day a guy I think might be a Pakistani or Indian got rejected entry because he was wearing a glittery bling bling t'shirt (how pathetic) whats even worse was that I saw an English lad wearing exactly the same t'shirt but he was inside drinking his arse off! Now now isn't that unequal rights? Considered myself lucky for not getting rejected from Halo yet if not my effort of q-ing up would be vain! it takes bout avg 1hr-2hrs to q if you arrive past 11pm. and a word of advice from my experience don't bother to get yourself in the VIP list, the queue moves slower then the normal q...

For that particular night.. things weren't going so well for most of mates.. first of all Miss SabC lost her mobile phone.. we backed tracked our steps carefully searching in the dark for her MarinaDuck mobile. Of cause we didn't manage to find it, the place was pitched black~ tried the coat room till the lady was annoyed at us cause she thinks we were accusing her of stealing the phone.

Then there was a mate of mine, Mr. A, got into a fight because of a boxing game machine and a 50p. It was really a sad case, he was being held back and a straight punch to the face. He cut his tongue in process and had to send himself (no one was sober enough to notice he got into a fight) to NHS.. poor guy. On the other side of the club, Mr.J who's mind is being controlled by alcohol punched an innocent guy! Well he got kicked out of the club obviously and so is the rest of his friends! Well look it that way, he was carried out and he doesn't have to walk! I'm sure you will appreciate it especially when your drunk~


Lucky bastard Mr.D changed his mind at the very last second on joining us that night, solely based on the reason he got a bad feeling about the place... probably if he was there he might meet with some unfortunate events like the rest.. me on the other hand, I think I managed to slipped past the unlucky luck.. Like what Mr. D said, i was profiting from people misfortunes; picked up a 50p from drunk people who simply can't keep the change in their pockets.. Maybe if only I had given that 50p to Mr. A, he might had be spared

xoxo

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