Thurs night was a lovely night that Lawrence and i enjoyed.

We met for a coffee at Gloria Jean's Vivocity before heading to GV Vivocity for SAFRA Free screening of James Bond's 21st installment, Casino Royale. I had a double shot low fat latte while he had a large mint chocolate bomb ice blended.

It was a table filled with coffee and chocolate, work and discussion on future studies. He was tied up with work, while i was still indecisive with Jeremy's recommendation of getting a part time degree next year before ORD.

After drowning ourselves with a latte and a chocolate ice blend, we went up to the theatre. To our shock and disappointment, the letter issued to us did not adhered to their promise. While the movie was supposed to opened at 9.30pm, it ended up admitting the audience at 9.25pm, and the movie opens at 10pm.

My observation from the theatre: GV Max has one of the largest screen in town, but the hall doesn't seems to be large, compared to Prince 1 in Beach Rd. Lawrence says: it doesn't look really that big. And by issuing us with seat No 35 & 36 at Row D, watching a movie on the giant screen is simply a disaster. And worst of all, it seems that the seats in GV Vivocity weren't really that comfy afterall. So the 145 min entertainent (if i were to count in entrance at 9.25pm, it would be 180mins.) turns out to be a torture than a pleasure. Worst still, no toilets at all! Does a cinema operator need to be reminded to build a toilet that is near a auditorium's convenience?

Daniel Craig looks handsome, and younger. Just simply don't see the point of having the big hoo haa when Pierce Bronsnan decided to quit James Bond and having Craig being the replacement. And the movie is not bad too.

The show ended at 12.25am, and that simply means there are no night bus/train services in service. Since St Jame's Power Station is located just beside Vivocity, i suggested to Lawrence let's go and have a peek at St James's.

It turns out that some pubs were not ready for operation, some closed for private events. What's left for us was Movida . Entrance to Movida was $12 for guys, including 1 housepour. Initially i was thinking of having only a drink at the sofa outside Movida with a chat, but Lawrence asked me if i wanted to go in and explore. I said yes...

And that begins my Thurs late night/ Fri early am rendaevouz with Sex and the City kind of lifestyle. Though i wasn't dressed in shirt (my Nike tee, Topman windbreaker, Unionbay jeans and a blue Converse canvas shoes + Kappa leather sling bag) while Lawrence does, i am still elegible for admittance to Movida. What invites us was a night of house mix followed by Spanish/Brazilian live band performance.

The crowd? Caucasians and some Spanish makes up the crowd. While one of the lead female singers sings and shows off her hot figure to the crowd, another was friendly and cheerful. Oh yes, one of the male lead singer looks like Gael Garcia Bernal! Woo!

After 2 Heinekens and some peanuts, we go down to the dance floor and drink, merry, mix with the crowd. With non-stop 2 hours live performance of Spanish and Cuban pop, night has never been so fun before. Imagine that 24 hours ago i was thinking of sleeping in the bunk...

We left around 2.15am, and Lawrence told me he really enjoyed it. We took the cab and enjoyed the night scene of S'pore, where the cab passes through PSA port. I exclaimed: night has never been so beautiful before.

Was dead drunk by the time i reach home at 2.45am. Drunk, but still remains some level of soberness.

And with a touch of fun that i never had before.