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Sunday, March 27, 2005

What a party...

I attended Boe's 25th birthday party yesterday. It was one helluva party. I shall start from the beginning...

The flashy invitation card said that the party starts at 4pm.

4pm?

I blinked a few times and the card still stated the same. I've never been to a party that early ever before. I decided to arrive there at 6pm instead.

On my way out, I grabbed a Carlsberg six-pack at Giant for the party since I didn't really get Boe anything. Jon requested some yogurt earlier on MSN, but he'll have to wait for that since he asked me to watch that horrible PETA video which will continue to flash before my eyes every now and then and traumatize me.

Anyway, It was raining on my way over, and the party's location from the Sutramas poolside moved to Jon's apartment due to the persistent rain. Jon's apartment will suffer.

When I got there, there were already a fair amount of people present. Unsurprisingly, all of them were from Limkokwing. The large and intimidating DJ was already blasting out some music. It was smoky. Gao was in the wet kitchen pouring vodka into coal that refused to burn for the barbeque. At that point, Gao's shirt was still considerably white.

I didn't know anyone else there. Jon and Gao were getting instructions on how to burn barbeque coal from a website. So when they were told that their next step was to get lighter fluid, I headed out to the stores with them. It stopped raining then.

The employees of the handful of convenience stores around Sutramas either didn't know what lighter fluid was, or they told us that they don't carry it in stock. We then walked to IOI Mall. I noticed a lot of people looking at us. Maybe they're not used to seeing a Chinthai Asian girl walking with a black dude and a white dude at the same time. Alrighty then.

At Jusco in IOI, we faced the same dilemma of confused in-store staff who don't know where their store's products are located. My proficiency in Malay (or the lack of it) is tested as I acted as the official translator of the evening. We finally got some lighter fluid after struggling to describe what it looked like and what it was for in Malay. When it was time to walk back to Sutramas, it was raining heavily once again. Luckily, we caught up with Tasha just in time whom we bumped into earlier along with Niren and a few others. We had to run in the rain to the pedestrian bridge before piling into Tasha's Kelisa. Due to a missing knee ligament, I had to run with care on the the slippery wet ground.

By the time we got back, someone else had bought lighter fluid. The fire still refused to start however, and Boe dissapeared somewhere to cook the chicken in someone else's house. Nevertheless, it was already about 9pm and more people have started coming in and passing out the alcohol mixes.

I had quit drinking ever since that last party at Jon's place, and told Boe a couple of weeks ago that I wouldn't be drinking at his party. Boe being Boe, he asked me go drink one last time for his party, and so I did. He made sure I did by bringing in JDs and vodka to suit my liking. His hidden agenda became more obvious as he said that he wanted the drinks to 'knock me the fuck off'. The highlight of the night was that I didn't get wasted, although I was kinda tired and drowsy at one point and passed out for a few moments while resting on Jon's knee. Jon was lying down from the stress of looking at the accumulating dirt and grime in his apartment.

The music was pretty loud and it was very entertaining to watch the African guests dance. Azlinar was enjoying herself with the music, and it was great how her room became the ladies' pit stop for some quiet time and some cool air, compared to the stuffy and noisy situation in the living room.

I found her room to be a convenient getaway from the dudes who were trying to pick me up. One kept pinning me to a wall and insisted that I was his classmate in one of Patrick's classes. He also kept rubbing my shoulders and patting my ass. Another one said that 'he's got his eyes on me', whatever that means. Another one kissed my hand after puking out a concoction of alcohol and chocolate milk earlier. Yes, it was gross.

The party ended at about 12:30am. Everyone left once the music stopped. Some of us stayed back to clean Jon's apartment up. It was horribly dirty; there were even chicken bones behind the air-conditioning vent in the balcony. The socks that I was wearing throughout the party is now marinated in a mixture of alcohol, chocolate, cake icing, and dirt. It could've been somewhat tasty if it wasn't for the dirt.

We finished cleaning at about 2am and Boe (who was now denying that he was undeniably drunk) asked Gao to pop open two bottles of wine. Gao did so by stabbing the cork in with a chopstick. Oh yes, the white part of Gao's shirt is now grey in colour from all the dirt and smoke. After a short and weird drinking game brought up by Jonnie, I left at 3am when my brother came to pick me up. At home, I found a sort of weird and suspicious abrasion near the elbow on each arm. How the hell did I get that?

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Anonymous Anonymous howled...

hahaha...girl, i ma be back to give u a brober....(***oops, i forgot that i aint drunk no more**)...oh well a proper comment later on yeah - let me go take a damn shower and come work on my animation countdown - im to submit it later on at 12 noon. Now its 12 midnight and this is when i start iy

March 28, 2005 12:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous howled...

oh S**T i think i still have a bit of alcohol in my system....look at the typo there......"Now its 12 midnight and this is when i start iy" double daaaaaaamn.....its IT!!!

March 28, 2005 12:12 AM  
Blogger Mystery Wolf howled...

Hahah Boe! I wonder what a 'proper comment' would be like then :P
Good luck on your countdown thingy, but weren't you working on it since last week? Anyway, take care of yourself, you 25 year-old... heheh

March 28, 2005 2:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous howled...

yo girl, sup!!! eish, am i tired or what!!! why 4pm? i wanted to have the BBQ by the pool side while it was early...i was not sure about the lights by the pool side.

Awww, u brought Carlsberg....that was so nice of you girl....though i was a bit tispy, i saw it in Jon's room and i thought "oh heck, the dude is actually drinking and does not want me to know about it"

That PETA video,i only watched it for 10 seconds.I thought Mortal Kombart had the brutal killer moves(*if u used to play MK then : u'll remember killer moves such as :brutality and animality*) but boy am i wrong. Those humans are more brutal than the video games characters on MK....ah, i dont even wanna think about it....

You know its was such a disappointment that we Africans failed to start fire....but then again, we dont start fire from coal!!! We start it from wood then we have the coal, the coal is the end product of what u get after making fire from wood!!! To revise the processes was a pain in the booty :-D.....i had to go get some expensive coal which actually burnt in less than 10 mins (*that was what was written on the bag of it*)

Ah these guys have no respect for Finlandia Vodka!!!!How could they start fire with it? I got a Finnish friend, she told me that Finlandia is so famous that James Bond drinks it - i laughed my lungs out.

>>>>fast forward>>>>>

There was a drinking game??Mich, u are making this up, aint yah??? I was there the whole time and how come i dont recall there was a drinking game?? I'll admit the red wine knocked me the fuck off as nobody wanted to help with the drinking!!!

hhahahaha@i got eyes on you!!! they listen to Jay Sean alot!!!!

March 28, 2005 11:12 PM  
Blogger Mystery Wolf howled...

Ah yes, Mortal Kombat was the shizzle! The PETA video still makes me sick everytime I accidentally think of it. Humans are horrible, horrible creatures.

And dude, don't you frickin remember the drinking game? Ask Jon about it; you asked me to roar like a tiger dammit! hahahahah man you were so wasted.

I do hope that the guys who tried to hit on me will forget what I look like and not recognize me in college later...

March 28, 2005 11:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous howled...

Boe is the most enthusiastic drunkard ever.

March 29, 2005 12:32 AM  

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