Thursday, January 1, 2009
I guess it's a little late, but it's still the 1st of jan so..... HAPPY NEW YEARS TO ALLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, back to the day. Left home yesterday evening at 7pm for new years party/countdown at club. I actually expected more people to attend the party cos there were much much more people last year... But we still had fun though. Playing hide-and-seek in pitch blackness is fun, especially with light sticks and flashlights, Taboo is one helluva game to be reckoned with, telling ghost stories at 12 am is kewl, having numerous bottles of drinks is awesome, and the attempt to watch a movie turned out horrible.
A little take-home pointers on how to not screw up a party
- Always make sure you have items to clean up after the party of in case of a mishap
- Plan the activities beforehand to avoid confusion and last minute plans
- Get utenstils (VERY IMPT!!!)
Ok, so that was a rough summary of what happened between 7pm on 31st of Dec 2008 to 1.30am on the 1st of Jan 2009. Moving on to when the sun rose, i was woken up by my phone alarm at 8am, but i inevitably fell asleep again and woke up again only at 11.30am. It was then that i realised that i had arranged to meet my friends at 12pm. So i panicked my ass off my bed and sms-ed/called my friends. Turns out they were ALL still at home. So we decided to meet at 1.45pm at Plaza Singapura instead to cath YES MAN. Great show, Great laughs, Great way to kill time.
Met Marco, Ian and Theo at the Mrt station and Marco gave me a hug, wishing me happy new year. To some people it may seem very inappropriate for a guy to hug another guy. But i felt that it was one of the warmest gesture that i have received. It was the only hug i got (other than my mom's) that actually had a warm glow of love around it and it meant alot to me. Thanks marc :)
We got our tickets for the 2.05pm show at 2pm and Ian and i got a drink each. Marco wanted popcorn but we already left the queue so...yeah. Although we got crappy seats, the show was good enough to override the crappy-ness.
The show ended at around 4pm and everyone was hungry, so we decided to hit Carls jr for a meal. I got the Guacamole burger, Marco and Theo got the Superstar and Ian didn't eat anything apart from the few fries he took from Marco. After lunch/dinner we went down to the mrt to go home. Missed a train just for fun. Boarded the second train and marco, ian and i left theo when we got off at potong pasir to slack. Bought bubble tea at some shop with an uber weird shop keeper.. Kept barking for nothing, if i didn't know any better, i'd say he was on drugs.
So anyways, we headed to the spiderweb thingy next to the Potong Pasir CC to slack around whilst sucking bubble tea. There was this group of china peoples there. 2 kids and one female adult(prolly their mom). The kids were playing badminton and the mother was just sitting there. Then when ian made one comment (oi boy!), the kid just kept spewing vulgarites (although he is no match for ian) whenever the shuttlecock landed near us. It was a little insulting and piss-ifying but it was mostly hilarious. We laughed at his futile attempts to insult us and piss us off. Whutanoob... But what was funny-er was Ian's conversation on the phone. There is no other person in the world that can hold a conversation like Ian...
By then it was late, so we decided it was time to go. Ian got a pack of redbull(6 cans) on the way and got some really old 5 dollar note as change. Then Ian told us that he was really late and ran off without us. So Marco and i walked to the bus stop where his bus came almost immediately and i was left alone to wait for the bus.
Reached home at around 6pm and took a shower and here i am blogging the rest of the night away. Have to wake up early tomorrow cos am involved in sec 1 orientation. LONG PANTS BABEH!!! Ok, gotta pack now. i'll blog about the camp when i can!
why..why...why..
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