i hope you don't mind

van, if you're reading this :P i have to blog about your drunken escapades, since it really is one of the more eventful nights i've had in awhile. don't worry, nobody reads this blog but me. and maybe you. so there you go - i apologize in advance if you chance upon this and faint upon reading about what you did on that night (which, although you claim you remember, i am pretty sure there are a number of things you blocked out in your subconscious due to them being too traumatic.)

so here we go.

friday night at amber.
9.30pm met at Icon Bar on flinders lane where they had an abundance of cheap jagerbombs & basic shots for something illegal like $5. actually, screw that - after friday night i now believe it should be illegal to let lightweights like van access $5 basic shots.

9.30pm - had our first round of jagerbombs.. (i think it was the first round.)everyone still sober and quite pumped for Amber.

9.45pm - anthony arrives raging because the fat bartender charged him for entry, when in fact entry is free before 10pm. :P LOL.

9.55pm - had a vodka lemon lime bitter with van. upon reflecting on the taste, i realized i do quite like it. hit the pre-drinks limit i set for myself, which is 2, because i was planning to drink more at amber.

10.00pm - decided 'screw the limit'. had an ABC shot with kylie, phoebe and van. the bartender gave us a Sceptical Look when we ordered. Like "are you sure? 4 ABCs"? nevertheless we knocked them back. they didn't taste all too pleasant although they were a nice pretty color.


10.10pm - everyone appears to be present. the count is: hong, kylie, marcus, anthony, van, phoebe, charles, and i. we are to meet stef plus friends at the club. we set off in a slightly rowdier and louder state. everyone is pleasantly intoxicated. phoebe trips on her supermassive heels. alcohol + 10cm long heels = not good. van is a tad loud but since it is our first time drinking together i mistakenly believe that she is still OK. :P N.B. MISTAKENLY.

10.30pm or so - we arrive at amber. not many people are there yet, but that's ok. we are all sort of tipsy enough to dance around. we have a few soho shots and get onto the podium thingy. MUCH FUN.

11pm or so - van starts falling down.. ALOT. <.<

11.30pm - phoebe disappears. phoebe on the move. single boys lookout!

12am - by now there are many people in the club. bumping into familiar people, all of whom van flings her arms around and affectionately kisses, regardless of whether their friendship is at a level of intimacy that warrants a kiss ._.

12.30am - phoebe reappears and informs me she has made out with the first boy of the night. upon finding out that he was 18 and therefore younger, she bailed.

1am - van bursts into the middle of our dancing group towing a halfie guy along, who appears quite perplexed but amused. she proceeds to introduce him to phoebe and i. phoebe wastes no time. shes going in for the kill.

1.20am - i go out to call janean. i bump into matt chan and we have an argument about who's drunk. matt is drunkenly waving a cigarette around and slurring "YOU'RE DRUNK" -_-

1.30am - i go downstairs. phoebe has arms wrapped around halfie stranger. score, phoebe.

fast forward.. ._.

1.30 am we leave. TIRED. <.<

2.00am - van talks about her imaginary friend for a good half hour which really felt like 2 hours.

2.30am outside crown - van decides to go for a swim in the frickin yarra. i come out from crown to see her dripping in water and blood running down her legs, surrounded by security officers from crown telling her to calm down. hong stands a good metre away looking victimized. everyone is stressed :P

T______T

i must also add that she kissed me drunkenly and therefore i am still feeling slightly violated.

2.45 - van gets hauled into the back of a policecar dripping and declaring her desire to "experience the system".

i get home at 4.30 in the morning and spend the rest of saturday recovering. :P

good times.. good times.

and now i will show you the most excellent way.

time for an update!

uni has started and i underestimated the commitment needed for 5 subjects. i'm well and truly immersed in a never-ending pile of books.. it'll be a miracle if one day i actually read the readings assigned for a particular week; i'm so behind.

i am really starting to like The Script ! remember the guys from 'the man who can't be moved'? they are pretty good. besides youtubing lots of songs from The Script, i am relistening to 'Stolen' by Dashboard and The Luckiest by Ben Folds. I heard the latter at a wedding and the simplicity and honesty of the song touched me.

speaking of the wedding, it was hmm. i can't say the most touching wedding i've ever been to. but it did make me want to go and get hitched.. i suspect it's the novelty that appeals to me though, hahah.. although.. something in me stirred during the wedding service at the chapel. we read aloud from 1 corinthians 13. it may be the most cliche and overused bible verse ever, but hearing it echo from the pews in a multitude of voices that rose to the ceilings of the chapel, the words resounded more clearly than ever:

1 Corinthians 13

Love

¹If I speak in the tongues^a]">[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. ²If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. ³If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,^b]">[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.

⁴Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

⁸Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. ⁹For we know in part and we prophesy in part, ¹⁰but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. ¹¹When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. ¹²Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

¹³And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

with the way that 'love' is used so casually these days, i had forgotten what it really meant. it makes me wonder if i can find it within myself to be so self-sacrificing.. but i am determined. i want to love, not just romantically but extending to the people around me.. it is after all the greatest gift we can bestow onto someone else.