New Adventures 26th - 1st

Right, so this week has actually been fairly quiet, until the 31st. Also, this is a VERY long post, so you may want to read it in parts. Please remember when answering my poll on "How can I improve my blog?" not to specifically bear this post in mind, but rather think of all the posts together...

Friday

Day after Christmas, pretty much I sat around at home waiting for my uncle and my gran to arrive for lunch. I'm not sure why but the ended up just coming for tea, and then after they had left I think I may have gone to Donovan's house to watch some football, and then just do the normal hang out thing.

Saturday

So Saturday was a cool day because two of my great friends Pierre and Justin went to get tattoos. Justin got the Latin lettering 'INRI' and what they stand for [in English it means 'Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews] on his arm, and Pierre got a 'Christogram' on his arm [it's an equal-length cross with the lettering ICXC NIKA, and simplified it means 'Jesus Christ the Victor']

After getting the tattoos, we did a bit of road tripping around the peninsula, and then that evening we went over to Pierre's place again to hang out, and have a hub. Unfortunately for us Donovan didn't like this idea and promptly pulled the hub over, spilling coals all over the carpet.

After a bit of a dampener on the evening we played some FIFA, and then something rather comical happened. Donovan and I played against each other, and he won. Then he played against Pierre, and he beat Donovan twice in a row which angered Donovan a fair amount. Then he said "Richard come play against me, I want to beat someone", which I was happy to do. Unfortunately for Donovan, I beat him fairly convincingly, and he mooched off in a huff.


Sunday

Sunday was a fairly lazy day, and we pretty much just went over to Donovan's place to watch football, and then went to Pete's post for a few games of pool before heading home and playing some dota.


Monday and Tuesday

Monday and Tuesday were both fairly normal, with us just watching some more football in the evening, and hanging out in the afternoon. On Tuesday I ate a piece of KFC chicken at Donovan's house, which didn't go down well with my system, and I felt quite miff as a result on Wednesday. But I got over it.

Wednesday

New Year's Eve. This was a fairly entertaining party, with the evening being a fairly long one, so I'm not sure if I'll get everything in the right order, so please forgive me if something isn't quite right.

So the evening started quite early, with Donovan, Stacey and I going over to Pierre's place at about 16h30 or so, and as soon as we got there we needed to leave again in order to get some stuff people had forgotten. We headed down to the Engen garage to pick up some yogurt [apparently it helps with drunken activities or something], smokes [not the first time this would happen that night], chips and dip. There was however one big problem, after I reminded Mike, he still forgot to get dip. At this stage someone decided that we needed dip, but I sure as hell wasn't going to wait in that Woolworth's line again, so we had to go and find somewhere else to buy it.

So we started by finding another garage which was pretty much empty, but they didn't have any dip, so that didn't work. Then we missioned over to the Garden Center, and went in search for some or other '1000 Island' dip which was proving more difficult to find that we had hoped. When we eventually found our way into the Woolworth's and then found the dips, none of them were '1000 Island' and it took Mike about 10 minutes of staring at the fridge to decide which one he wanted. After he asked the assistant if they have '1000 Island' dip about 3 times before he settled on 'Sweet Chili Cream Cheese' which was less tasty than you would have anticipated, but what can you do?

After that we went back to Pierre's house and we all had a shot of tequila around the same time we had dinner [there had been a braai, but I'm not sure if the shots were while, during of after everyone had dinner]. At this stage there weren't many people at Pierre's house and things were all good and well. You see, we weren't really supposed to be there, and so we were all being very careful about the carpet and whatever, but obviously with more people arriving, this was a slight concern. At the time it was Justin, Lauren, Mike, Stacey, Pierre, Kelly, Donovan, Matt, Tessa and I. Later however, Stacey's sister, and 4 others arrived as well as one of Mike's friends and 3 or 4 of her friends [as it turned out these guys were complete randoms to everyone, and they caused the most trouble], of these friends there are 4 we will identify, namely Lee, a wonderful gay man, 'Joburg girl', not the best looking girl I've ever met, and her accent was extremely annoying, '16 year old', a guy who told us he was 16 years old but I think he was lying, and finally 'wife beater', he started out as a polite guy and turned into a head mental as he drank more.

Right, so after the shots, everyone was in a good mood and making lots of jokes but after Donovan got a beer or two in him he was a little more drunk than anyone else and gave us a rather amusing mime of what a 'cunt kick' would look like. I'm sure you can figure out what that term means, and with Donovan shouting things like "Here's the cunt and you just go 'BAM' in there, LET GO NOW! Are you enjoying this? Well maybe I'll just wiggle my foot around..." This enactment was very funny, and even more funny because the neighbours behind had children who could see and hear all of this going on, but there was no stopping Donovan.

Shortly after this highly amusing mime, some of the guests arrived and things were going well, until something that truly shocked Pierre and I happened. I'm not at liberty to divulge anything too graphic but let's just say a person with a partner arrived and things didn't work out for the partner, although the partner doesn't know it. Pierre's response was "You have a lot of nerve...". I'm not sure if it is because of that comment, but I think the shocking person felt quite bad and again, things didn't turn out too well for any of the three people at the end. Ouch.

After that the party sort of just ran its course, with they guys starting to play drinking games, and Donovan ended up mostly taking his pants off, and Lisa almost showing us all her boobs. Pierre had his camera ready, but nothing happened in the end, which is probably lucky for her.

Ok, so I'm not sure of the exact order of the following things, but I know it was rather busy and convoluted, so what I'll do is describe things as sort of mini stories, and in most cases these stories happened at the same time as others, but it's the easiest way to make head or tail of what happened.

Mike was quite intoxicated all night, having had a few shots of tequila and then mixing it with mango juice and drinking it for pretty much the entire night. Now, I would personally do more shots and then just have plain mango juice, but I wasn't the one drunk so, his own decisions. I don't know when, but at some stage Mike told Justin that he was going to try and hook up with Joburg girl [we called her this because no one knew her name, and apparently she was going back to Joburg the following day], which I was surprised by because not only had she been hanging on Lee all night, but she was not the best looking, sounding or smelling person I had met that night. Clearly Mike was able to see something I wasn't, or he was just to drunk to care. Either way he and Joburg girl hooked up and that's awesome. First kiss in 3 years, first '2nd Base' in probably longer. I think he may regret kissing a smoker though, but I guess that's what toothpaste and showers are for. At some stage Joburg also scored with Lee, and I know he regretted that.

The next part in our story is about Wife Beater and 16 Year Old. These two guys started out as polite and friendly, and then became stranger and stranger as more of whatever they were drinking entered their system. Now the reason I refer to 16 year old with that name is two fold, firstly we asked him what his name was and he screamed it at us [like a metal, As I Lay Dying scream], and none of us could quite catch it so we all just nodded; secondly because at some stage he told us that he was 16. Now I'm not sure why he told us or if he was lying or not, but he was actually quite easy to get along with, simply because he got quite drunk [quite quickly] and then went outside and lay in the fetal position on the stones, occasionally throwing up.

Wife Beater on the other hand was a lot stranger, and a lot drunker, trying to have philosophical conversations with pretty much everyone he could. Problem was that he was struggling to string coherent sentences together, so most of the time we just avoided him. At some stage he told us he was at Stellenbosch University, but not to tell anyone because they were going to, and I quote, "steal my ideas". He has some other totally screwed up ideas about judgement and music, and then he tried to take Pierre and I on about science and philosophy, which was possibly the worst thing he could have done simply because I consider Pierre to be somewhat of an advanced expert in both of those fields and I think I can string a few coherent theorems together in both of these fields, so he was about to lose 'six love', not that he would have noticed because at that stage he was struggling to stand.

At some stage, just after midnight I think, I left the party to go and get smokes from the shop, and when I returned [with change that I put down and then lost, sorry to all relevant parties, if I had the money I would pay you back] I was summoned to the bathroom because Wife Beater had locked himself in and promptly passed out. Pierre had managed to pry the lock open and we carried him outside. We put him down on a bench and he just stayed asleep for a while, before occasionally emptying his stomach. Luckily for us we just sprayed the area down afterward, so bargain.

It was at this stage that Pierre and I found an opened condom wrapper then kicked everyone out. I picked Wife Beater up, carried him outside and put him on the pavement, leaving him there to his own devices. 16 Year Old, Joburg girl and another joined him outside shortly thereafter, with the door closing firmly behind them. All I can say is that car must have smelt very bad when they finally got home because there is simply no way that Wife Beater and 16 Year Old didn't make it home without puking. Fun was had by all, mostly.

Rewind a few hours, and we'll start with the next installment of our story which I hope you're all finding amusing. To be honest I'm struggling with this blog, but we'll just have to hope for the best 'ey? Anyway, we pick up now with Justin, who had made a deal with Mike and Gareth that he was going to get drunk at this party, simply because he doesn't usually drink at all, and he certainly accomplished his mission. By about 19h00 he was well on his way, participating in drinking games, but still holding his head. This didn't last long. A little before midnight, Donovan was doing something weird to Lauren [the girl Justin has a fairly large crush on] and Justin told Donovan not to force it, and that he had been waiting patiently. Lauren then replied by saying that you shouldn't only wait but should also push things occasionally. About 30 seconds after that, Lauren and Justin disappeared and shared their first kiss of the evening, which Pierre and I saw, and Pierre even took a picture of. How wonderful.

But the story didn't end there. I don't have permission from all parties involved to blog about this, but let's just say new experiences were shared, and there are no serious repercussions so nothing to worry about.

Ok, fast forward again to about 02h00, Lee's parents phoned and told us that they were lost and didn't know how to get to Pierre's house. After giving them rather clear directions, they phoned back and told us they were lost and to meet them at the fire station. Now, Lee was going to walk, but not only would the walk have taken him the better part of 45 minutes, he would have been raped on the way, so Donovan, who was at this stage sober, offered to give him a lift. Donovan, Lee and I jumped in the car and headed on down to the arranged meeting place. We were quite puzzled when we arrived and his parents weren't there. Lee phoned them and asked them where they were, and they replied "we're in Long Street". Now if you're not familiar with the CBD district, Long Street is nowhere near the fire station, and it's where there are lots of bars. I'm sure you can figure out why we had no idea what was going on.

Either way, we had a good time chatting to Lee about all kinds of random things, and he really is a wonderful person. Sure he's outspoken and quite harsh at times, but he's also a really understanding person who's compassion shows through the hard exterior. And he's really easy to get along with, being an overall great guy.

After Lee's parents arrived, we headed back to Pierre's place and mostly cleaned up vomit and all kinds of alien life forms we found in rather unpleasant places. And that's how the evening ended...

So, you may be asking, what did you and Pierre do the entire evening? Well, other than clean up after people we sat and discussed goals for the next year, and what our thoughts were for the previous year, and how to string them all together. I also managed to prove to my friends that getting me drunk is going to be a near impossible task, and hopefully they'll stop trying now. Probably not though. Other than kicking Wife Beater out and losing people's change, my evening was very uneventful, but I really did enjoy my chats with Pierre while smoking Vanilla hub.

I would like to say thank you to Pierre for being strong and not smoking any cigarettes the entire evening, as well as making difficult decisions that no one else wanted to make. And for being really cool with everything, I'm sorry your carpet got vomited on and your speakers are not working. While none of those things are my fault, it sucks that it happened and hopefully we can fix the speakers or something...