Happy Birthday Yhevin
As a suprise for a friend's birthday we decided to paint his room (well, a section of one wall) in the rasta pasta colours and draw the
BOB. After much fuss as to which wall to paint, whether the colours we had were too erm... unrasta-ish and the unprecedented interuption of the birthday boy himself, who returned home from school about 3 hours too early, we managed to finish the job. What a day!
Suprises are fucking cool. To see the look on Yhevin's face when he unsuspectingly walked into a room full of his friends (some of whom he was told could not come to school as they were
very sick) was priceless. Ahhh... memories...
Chicken
Last night I went out and had an amazing time. Loads of people out and a good crowd at that. One of the many, many highlights of the night (there were too many) was Pilawoos with a bunch of friends. The food was tasty as it always is (or was that just the munchies that makes it taste so good), but what made the scene so amusing was an unnamed drunkard among us. He managed to entertain us admirably. The delightful chap ordered a whole chicken, which got thrown around pilawoos by his friends and then torn apart. When he managed to get it back he proceded to tear it apart even more (this time to bite sized chunks) and uhh tuck in, during which he also felt the need to impart his wisdom on many a random topic. It was hilarity.
Dazed and Confused
I am not on top form when I wake up. Nor is my brother. This photo was taken on one of the last days I went to school before exams and I was quite exhausted, though this photo does not capture it very well. Anway the general morning feeling is dazed and confused. I just have no idea of what is going on.