one heck of a new year's eve night.

haha i am a super lazy bum. after 2 days, i dun feel like blogging anymore. feels like one of those 三分钟热度 things. haha. but i shall TRY to persevere at this lol.

so anyway, that night mr perkins(wayne) came to pick me up and his godson, Nathan, was in the car. He's 14, really friendly, and loves to disturb Wayne. we drove to his friend's (Bryce) place, where i met another very friendly lady whom i can only assume to be Bryce's mother Barbara, who welcomed me with a hug. totally not a singaporean-conservative-chinese style welcome. haha. but it felt nice, cos i felt really welcome.

They were going to have thai takeout for dinner, and they were like ordering stuff...like Wayne ordered red curry duck, and the rest ordered some stuff i didn't quite understand, and along with coconut rice and steamed jasmine rice. so they asked me what i wanted and i was like uhh do they have pineapple rice? that was like the safest thai food (in singapore) that i could think of lol.

they stared at me blankly.

so...conclusion: australian thai food does not have pineapple rice. for some very sad reason. so since i found out everyone was just sharing, i told them to just go ahead and decide on my behalf since i wouldn't know what was on the menu anyway.

the fireworks were supposed to be at 9pm and 12am, at 7+ 8, it was still pouring like crazy. so while we waited for dinner to come and for the rain to stop, we all played wii. bryce has a crazy amount of wii games. so i played like wii fit for the first time with 3 almost strangers. so paiseh. and guess what?

i got videoed. by Wayne. behind my back.

then i was like GAH zomg this is so embarrassing. and i even fell off the balance board accidentally cos i lost my balance during the snowboard slalom game. so obviously i took revenge. and videoed him back. lol. i caught him doing the most funny ones. like the hula hoop game. imagine someone doing the hulahoop action, but without a hoop. so funny.

and then dinner came!
dinner was good, but technically not very enough for a big guy, a medium guy, a small guy, and...me. bryce's dog, sophie, kept looking pitifully at everyone.. with those puppy eyes..as if to say 'feed me feed me!' bryce let her lick his plate clean. she's so friendly she even got on my lap and sat there! (yes i know she doesn't look v comfortable) thankfully, the rain stopped, and we made our way to the beach. pretty uneventful there, except for having to pass through throngs of young party goers (some already obviously drurnk), and nathan trying to sneak up and tackle mr perkins every once in a while. at 12 mn, the fireworks began. reminded me a lil of 4th july in US, we were in the middle of fireworks, there were fireworks in front of us (at surfer's paradise) and behind us (at broadbeach), neither were very near. here's the 3 of them trying to take a foto.. and here's a kinda fail-blur foto taken by me:
after the fireworks, we had a long walk back to bryce's house. it was prolly a roundabout way or sth, to avoid the roads with all the possibly 95% drunk partygoers. mum wanted me to take a cab back after the fireworks, cos she felt it wouldn't be ok staying over at wayne's friends place when it was 3 guys and i barely knew any of them. at 2am, we went out to the taxi stand (which happens to be at the conrad jupiter, a casino)

so put casino, new years day, 2 am, partygoers, lots of alcohol, what do you get?

hell lots of drunkards.

cars driving with screeching tyres at insane speeds round bends, people who are standing straight one minute and the next minute falling face first into the bushes, people going F*** F*** F*** F*** F*** F*** everywhere, ppl being crazy high, not walking straight, broken glasses on the floor..

seriously i'd be much safer IN the house, than OUT of it. and the taxi line was about 100m ++ long.

so, in the end, i spent the night at the place, on a couch in the living room downstairs, with my contacts on. and saved some money on a cab fare travelling home myself to a dark house at 2 am with drunk drivers on the highway.