An expensive party

Davy's 21st on Friday night was the most expensive party I've attended to date. Mostly owing to the $70 parking fine that I incurred. Stupid double signs. 9am - 6pm: 2P. Above that, it says '6pm - midnight: permit parking'. James didn't read the sign at the top, and I didn't look at all. So pretty much all my fault.

Anyway, the party was quite good. Got to hang with friends who I hadn't seen for quiet a while. About half the people took a plus one with them, which made me feel sort of lonely, but it wasn't too bad, because most of the fellas I was hanging with didn't have one either. Maybe that's why they were hanging with me.

But yeah, once things got underway it was alright. We all had a few glasses of the hard stuff (lemon lime bitters...yeeeeaaah man), and, hey presto, everybody was talking. Vu and I, on the same team, lost twice, once because I sunk the black ball and 8 ball at the same time, and once because he did the same. What are the chances?

Bieber came on a bit later, thanks to the machinations of Imesha, but because of my prompting. I don't know why I do these things. I don't even like the guy in the slightest. Davy made me do the Bieber Dance, and I had to, because a Sicilian can't refuse a request on the day of his daughter's wedding. Or because it was his 21st. Either one.

This occurred during our highly intense game of Mafia. Yes, we played Mafia at a 21st birthday party. I think we should make it the official sport of NQT. And, just in case it's not sad enough, we'll make a team and participate in tournaments. We'll see who's laughing when we bring in the glory and the cash.

Speeches were up next. Although I royally screwed up Yvonne's part by interjecting at completely the wrong time, I saved it so well that it sounded like it was planned. Or it did to me anyway. I was treated like a bit of a celebrity afterwards, so it must've been alright. Hopefully videos up soon.

A good gig. A tad expensive, but not because of the person hosting. Hope you enjoy your present/s, Davy. And Happy 21st again.

Almost directly as a result of this, my good friend started having relationship/parent problems. I'm not going to go into it, because it's too complicated, and I don't want to publicise it everywhere. I just spent two hours with her by the lake on Monday. Half of it involved crying, and another friend being there, and the other half of it involved just me being there, and no crying. Funny how those two things positively correlate. Jeopardised my planned accounting midsem cram session, but hey, it's only 10%, and I probably wouldn't have gotten much done anyway. And my friends are more important than 10%. At least in times of crisis. I've already told her, but I'll reiterate it here again, and for everybody that feels that they are a close friend of mine: you can call me whenever if you just need to talk. I'm more than happy to do it. Talking is therapeutic.

Ironic how I spent two hours trying to alleviate somebody's relationship problems, but I have no clue what I'm doing with my own. Or lack thereof. Irony again. Hate it.

Yeah. Accounting midsem. Unmitigated disaster. Didn't expect to do that well, but that test was highly passable. If I'd actually studied. Procrastinated too much. Will start working now.

Word of the Day: Expensive

Ambassador Camp

Camp was excellent. But a bit cold. It probably also would've been better if I didn't rip my knee to bits on the second day, but that's hard to say. Still had fun being a cripple. Some fond memories:

- Waking up at 6 after sleeping at 4 in an attempt to watch the sunrise with James, Hayley, Stef (ha, no typo) and Elena. We missed the sunrise, got frozen half to death, but took some awesome photos. Was also a good bonding time. The cold built character.

- Big 2 Moments with Anna, Kanji, Ray/Rui and the Canto Crowd (man, I'm so awesome at coining new terms). It was so addictive, like...a drug. Wow, original analogy. Completely justified 3 hours of sleep.

- Mafia aka Killers craziness. It was madness. Have never played 20 person Mafia before. Probably due to the fact that I've only played it once before. But still. It was huge. Just remember, Terry is always the killer, Kanji never actually has the 7 of diamonds, and you shouldn't accuse me because I'm a cripple.

- The amazing help I received after doing my knee. Ali and the whole Purple Soup team were awesome about it, and props to all my pals (you know who you are) for helping a brother out. I find this hard to say in person, but I love you guys.

- Watching part of the Michael Jackson tribute at the hospital. Amazing how some good actually came out of the injury.

- Making new friends. So many cool people in one place. I betcha the camp showed up on one of those newfangled heat-seeking devices as sub-zero temperature, due to the combined effects of the weather plus the coolness of the people there.

- The Egg Drop was pretty intense. Great to see how all our hard work (cough) paid off.

- The game at the end was pretty ego-boosting. I thought we were supposed to remember how many and which touches we got, so I was struggling pretty hard. And those hard pushes to the head just gave it away. So much for anonymity.

So want to do it again. Thanks for the great time people.

Word of the day: Camp