Saturday, January 23, 2010

The early night.



Everyone knows that you have to get to a party after it starts, like, you have to give it at least an hour or so after the starting time before you actually get there. It was a weird feeling having to get there at eight or you won’t get in, but I guess that’s how parties in town work for some reason; or at least this one. Walking in, the first thing I noticed was how everyone was just sitting around, not partying, but then again it was like eight, on the dot, so everyone would have just gotten there and probably still sober. Still sober is something that we weren’t, I mean Tom had already vomited all over the bus stop and I felt like absolute shit after sculling that last Elevate before getting onto the bus. Tom and I made our way to the toilets where I pissed all over him because I wasn’t looking at what I was doing; I think that this is when I realised how drunk I actually was.

I made my way back out to see Meb and Hayden calling me over, for what I thought would be the usual hello greeting. What I got was the usual hello greeting, as expected, but then Hayden bought me a beer, so I was probably the happiest I have ever been, ever. This assisted in my paroness, but then GG also assisted in my paroness when she told me that she didn’t want to do the shot that she had just bought, and she insisted on me doing it, so I did. I was so happy, I was paro as and drinks were just being handed to me wherever I went, and this is when I walked over to the bar and Jack bought a round of shots, of which I had one. Stumbling into the casino, I remember drinking some of Aaron’s jug of whatever it was, and at this point I could barely stand up.


I walked out of the Casino to see Brett, and he jumped slash tackled me down to the couch as, well I thought he was hugging me but before I knew it he was giving me the most painful hickey ever on my neck. We went over to the dance floor and partied because before we knew it, everyone was on the dance floor, and the DJ was just carving up, it was great. It was at this point when I felt patting on my right shoulder, I turned around to party with whoever the person was but then I saw that it was a security guard making this little sign with his hand. The sign looked like he was holding a card, but there was no card where the card that he was holding would be, but then I realised that he was asking for my ID. I used the same excuse that I use every single time I ever get asked for ID anywhere, and I say that I have lost my wallet, look all sad and run off looking for my wallet.

Now this has got to be the best excuse ever, it has never failed ever, and I have tried it on at least ten different occasions. This time the guy was like ‘where did you lose it?’ and he followed me around as I looked for it. I knew that I wouldn’t find it; I mean my wallet was in my pocket, but the ID that was in that wallet said that I was seventeen. I made my way to the toilet looking for my wallet, and luckily the guy didn’t follow me that far. I met up with Steve Malavazos in the toilets and he gave me his ID so that I could show the guy and then I could just give Steve his ID back. I look nothing like Steve but I had heard that any ID has been working; they just want to see that you have one and they don’t even give the picture a second glance.

I walk out and show the guy and he gave it so many looks before he said that it wasn’t me, I said that, ‘nah that is me, Steve Malavazos?’ and he asked ‘when were you born, then?’ and I just looked at him and told him that I couldn’t hear him. I could hear him fine and then he just went, ‘you don’t know when you were born do you?’ and I kept saying that I couldn’t hear him. I mean we were nowhere near the speakers but still, I could hear him fine though... I changed my story a further two or three times before he realised that he had wasted like, forty five minutes talking and listening to my bullshit, he kicked me out and this time I stayed out. I was having the best time inside, carving up the dance floor but the end of my night came up much quicker than I thought it would, just before eleven at night.

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