Me = needs sleep. We went to sleep at 4:30 on sunday morning and woke up at seven for no readily apparant reason. Must be used to school, dammit.
We spent most of the night playing truth or dare, and a bit of Big Two and Durak (which was highly amusing as someone had inexplicably brought a pack of kama sutra playing cards, so it basically went "Um right is it my go? Right so I can put down this or the kozir, okay so OH MY GOD is that even PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE?").
Truth or Dare actually quickly deteriorated into Dare or Double Dare - with removal of one item of clothing as a forfeit punishment. It was so funny when a neighbor came round to complain about the noise and caught an eyeful of Laivi minus shirt looking suspicious on the balcony. In an un-original manner there were a lot of kissing dares, but on the bright side I got to watch two guys make out ;), and Stan did end up with a bra on his head, which was very amusing. Then people started daring people to pretend to do the kama sutra poses (fully clothed, of course) which made for some EXCELLENT msngroups quotes. Muahahaha. We also have photographic evidence :D of the more amusing dares (like Alex removing Toly's pants).
Some of Stan's presents inculded a plunger, handcuffs, and a jar full of bubble-gum lollies apparantly called "blowjobs" which was good for a laugh. Especially when we read out the instructions. The plunger broke within a few hours because of everyone plunger-whacking people and fighting over it. So then we had a semi-plunger to whack people.
My surprise of the night was Avi, whom I hadn't seen since year 7, turning up with longer (practically round) darker hair, amazingly not shorter than me and voice down a few octaves. Also slightly less obnoxious than he used to be, and inexplicably vegetarian. This keeps happening to me - first I meet a completely unrecognisable (and slightly gothic) Mick a few months ago, and now Avi.
I also got a surprise from my mum - you know you're growing up when your parents start warning you about alcohol at parties. Bah, vodka is too bitter anyway. Except with 10 parts orange juice.
Some time between four and five someone suggested we crash, Liza's bra was returned to it's rightful place, and blankets were dug up. At least there was room for everyone on the floor.
In the morning we basically ate toast and watched anime, which was mildly incomprehensible due to lack of back-story, but predictable anyway. And the shy girl kept saying peoples names to herself, which would be kinda creepy if you think of it like that.
And then I had to go home cos my mum and I were going to the theatre sunday night. Not that that was much use since I slept through the first act. Amazingly enough, my clothes were not sweaty despite not being changed for about 30 hours.
So now I'm at school bludging through Multimedia and being thankful for the rain which preented sport so I could finish reading Hatful of Sky by Terry Pratchett. My library is very annoying - this one just came in and there is alREADY another one out - which probably wont be in the library for months.
We spent most of the night playing truth or dare, and a bit of Big Two and Durak (which was highly amusing as someone had inexplicably brought a pack of kama sutra playing cards, so it basically went "Um right is it my go? Right so I can put down this or the kozir, okay so OH MY GOD is that even PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE?").
Truth or Dare actually quickly deteriorated into Dare or Double Dare - with removal of one item of clothing as a forfeit punishment. It was so funny when a neighbor came round to complain about the noise and caught an eyeful of Laivi minus shirt looking suspicious on the balcony. In an un-original manner there were a lot of kissing dares, but on the bright side I got to watch two guys make out ;), and Stan did end up with a bra on his head, which was very amusing. Then people started daring people to pretend to do the kama sutra poses (fully clothed, of course) which made for some EXCELLENT msngroups quotes. Muahahaha. We also have photographic evidence :D of the more amusing dares (like Alex removing Toly's pants).
Some of Stan's presents inculded a plunger, handcuffs, and a jar full of bubble-gum lollies apparantly called "blowjobs" which was good for a laugh. Especially when we read out the instructions. The plunger broke within a few hours because of everyone plunger-whacking people and fighting over it. So then we had a semi-plunger to whack people.
My surprise of the night was Avi, whom I hadn't seen since year 7, turning up with longer (practically round) darker hair, amazingly not shorter than me and voice down a few octaves. Also slightly less obnoxious than he used to be, and inexplicably vegetarian. This keeps happening to me - first I meet a completely unrecognisable (and slightly gothic) Mick a few months ago, and now Avi.
I also got a surprise from my mum - you know you're growing up when your parents start warning you about alcohol at parties. Bah, vodka is too bitter anyway. Except with 10 parts orange juice.
Some time between four and five someone suggested we crash, Liza's bra was returned to it's rightful place, and blankets were dug up. At least there was room for everyone on the floor.
In the morning we basically ate toast and watched anime, which was mildly incomprehensible due to lack of back-story, but predictable anyway. And the shy girl kept saying peoples names to herself, which would be kinda creepy if you think of it like that.
And then I had to go home cos my mum and I were going to the theatre sunday night. Not that that was much use since I slept through the first act. Amazingly enough, my clothes were not sweaty despite not being changed for about 30 hours.
So now I'm at school bludging through Multimedia and being thankful for the rain which preented sport so I could finish reading Hatful of Sky by Terry Pratchett. My library is very annoying - this one just came in and there is alREADY another one out - which probably wont be in the library for months.
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