IM 24!

The 24th birthday

Following last year big drunken bash, this year was going to be something more laid back well at least that’s what I thought.

On the night of the 12th of November 2004

Just hours before my birthday I decided there were things I needed to do one last time as a 23 year old. Just for the record its not what half of you people are thinking. Special thanks to Annoying M for the seafood dinner at Nick’s seafood restaurant in cockle bay. Followed by quick drinks at the pavilion for my last drinks at the age of 23.

It was a mad rush to get down the drinks and catch a bus back to Broadway to my car. While counting down the last minutes on the bus, I was practically pushed off the bus at Victoria Park for a massive group hug. This was it I was 24! Flashes were in my eyes as we took the first pics of 24.

It was time to do something since I was 24. We thought the best thing for me to do was do good. So thinking of a homeless woman at Ashfield we managed to buy her a few things from Coles such as bread, cheese, drinks and chocolate. We were going to drive by her bus stop where she lives and give her food. It was all so I can do some good. Well you think I would be able to do good right. Wrong! We arrive to the bus stop to find the woman missing. So we circle Ashfield park screaming our heads off “Show your self homeless”.

Finally when I realise that I can’t do good. There is only one thing left to do. That is to do bad. So we drive to our friend Vicki’s place and leave a note in the bag something about Vicky licky and dump the bags outside her front door step. Then we drive off in laugher. Hey if I can’t do good then I might as well do bad hey?

The Actual 24th Birthday party

Shatto Night

You think it would be a relaxing 24th with friends and family. We rock up to find the place I booked is actually a reception lounge. Half my friends decide to question whether im surprising them about getting engaged tonight haha

Camera’s, photos, bang the bellydancer swings on and moves her body. Immediately Gus’ eyes are clued. My digital camera wanders off and I end up with 25 shots of her boobs. Not that I’m complaining.

Bellydancer dances off and my Krispy Kreme birthday cake comes on. With my people yelling their heads off while the reception owner is trying to cake his one year reception anniversary. Donuts are thrown on the plate one by one. Before we know it we have the learning tower of krispy kreme. Feeling like 4 not 24, its time to blow out the candles. Thinking this is finally over and everyone is looking at me, my friend Kaan decides we have to do it again. So the candles are lit, people are screaming random stuff in my ear, I’m totally drunk. The cake scenario continues a few times.

Meanwhile the samba dancers come on. Before we can clap Tugcen is on the dance floor shaking it like there’s no tomorrow. She finally decides to sit. As the group is pointing at me I know that I’m doomed. I see the samba dancer coming over so I point to Tugcen. Before we can do anything she’s back on the dance floor again. You think she would sit right. Its take 2 for tonty. Finally she sits again. This time the samba dancer realises that I was the target. She comes over to me, with an instant reaction I pull Tugcen to the dance floor with me. Meanwhile she pulls the other samba dancer who is getting my friend Eleni up. It’s a massive confusion on the dance floor…

The rest is all blurred……..