Attached is a video of Sonali pole-dancing with a pillar, or more like a staircase handle. Last night, we had a barbeque party organized from Batch 6 to celebrate the our achievement on First Solo Flights. All of us are done with that, it was worth celebrating.
Later that night, Sonali and I planned to go for some drinks, either at a nice bar or a lounge but Ibrahim made a last-minute decision to tag along. We headed straight to Starbucks and had Toffee Nut Lattes and slices Oreo Cheese Cakes and then both of them were arguing on where to go.
Sonali wanted to go to club or a disco rather than bar or lounge and Ibrahim didn't agree and we ended up at Camelot. Remember
Camelot, the
Girly Bar? I celebrated my birthday there last November and did I mention that yesterday was Laith's birthday? We, sad to say but if he were to be there, wouldn't enjoy that much.
We first had Beers, then shots of Tequila. Followed by the Cocktails, Screwdriver consisting Vodka and Orange, Tequila shots again and then the flaming Bacardi 151 with Bailey's Irish Cream. We ended our night with a glassful of Red Wine each.
Now, here comes the funny part! We pretended like real brothers and sister! Can you believe that! The story was, our dad is a pilot, he went around the world and fucked women from Malaysia, Oman and India and, POOF! There we were! The Pimp Lady was so dumb to believe and we continued our short story. Sonali was the only one wasted and she puked so many times! Pity me... Don't ask...
Anyway, it was nevertheless a great night and we officially became brothers and sister!
I love you,
Akhooi and
Didi!