Saturday, December 25, 2004

Christmas / RI dicks & Chinese High Cortez (nfi how to spell it)

while the Pope was ushering in christmas with mass at the Vatican, we were sinfully indulging in litres upon litres of alcohol at panghao's house. sherman, panghao, chethan, benedict, nikhil, desmond, jasmit, ravin, gabriel, glenn n i were all gathered there to share the joy with a bottle of Gold Label scotch, a bottle of Baccardi Rum & a bottle of absolut vanilla.

and share the joy amongst ourselves we did drinking ourselves silly and doing a hell lot of stupid things, mumbling incoherent stuff. was spouting absolute nonsense the whole morning. i kicked chethan n gave him a cut, did push-ups for no fucking reason, lay there moaning in pain towards the end, delivered the Jessica Simpson ( raw vs smackdown ) finishing move on Glenn - one hard tight slap that failed to knock him sober, the last thing of the night i remember was bullshiting with ravin and gabriel as we all lay on panghao's living room floor knocked out and tired.

one of the funnier parts - (grabbing his crotch with glenn by his side) glenn is a scrotum. the scrotum and i - we are one. hahahaha and the dude ( wasn't glenn ) knocked out immediately after that.

no regrets about the party. but plenty of regrets about christmas. firstly there's no snow, god was never with us - thankfully for Him, i never got anyone presents even though i wanted to, i never did finish writing my christmas cards - and they're at gabriel's house with e rest of my luggage. with my head spinning in circles and my stomach in agonizing pain, i really didn't know if i should laugh and be thankful for the good friends with me, or cry because... well there're too many things to cry about so better not start. haha. men don't cry i guess, they drink whiskey. a toast to RI dicks and Chinese high cortez.

i've a pretty good idea of what my new year resolutions will be for next year. but for now - all those who matter to me, you know who you are, just want to say i love you guys and thanks for all the times we've had. merry christmas.next year i'll buy everyone nice presents cause i would have sorted out my finances by then.

all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go... take me down to the paradise city where the waves are huge and the girls are pretty. Kuta beckons in a couple of hours.

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