The BIG 25!!!

It all started with my 18th Birthday bash. Recapping to 1998 - Just finished my HSC and graduated from high school. Had no idea whether or not I was heading to uni.I wanted to organise a 18th Birthday bash to have with my family and high school friends. Especially with my high school friends. For some reason I knew no matter what we said that we would all eventually grow apart. I ended up organising a community hall on top of a boat shed facing the lake. At night it had an amazing view.

The night arrived, a 130 people arrived and most importantly the drinks kept filling up in my hand. Remembering my alcoholic days now, I remember that I used to be a huge fan of scotch. If you offer scotch to me now I'll probably vomit in your face.

It was an awesome night filled with bellydancers and many memories which I supposed influence the sequel in 1999.

My 19th came very quickly after that. After a very hard start to the year in settling into something totally different to high school the dramas followed. Instead of travelling 5 minutes in the morning I was travelling up to about an hour to get to uni. New friends, a new girlfriend who I met outside of my Psychology class and somehow managed to pick her up and skip the lecture. Ok Ok I admit anything to skip a lecture.

My 19th was a little different. It was my first house party and still to this day I have no idea how the hell I convinced my parents to allow a 19 year old to throw a massive drunken house party.

This was another awesome night from what I remember of my sober moments. I suppose this party was more special than all the others as this was the first party with all my new friends and hence new life. All my online net friends were here as well as my cousins and uni friends.

This was a massive late night. I remember at 5am Tugcen was still screaming for music when the DJ was packing up his equipment. I don't think I danced so much in my life.

The 20th arrived sooner than expected. This year I decided to do something different and head to a Turkish Restaurant in Burwood aka Sahara. This year featured new faces which I met at IBC. Knowing theses people less than 2 months they some how scored an invite. I suppose I can spot instant lunatics when I see them.

Major dramas in Sahara as I booked the entire place out saying that 60 people were coming. The resturant owners threw a big tantrum on the night when only 48 people showed up. They refused to bring out the food unless I paid for the remaining 12 people.

The night got more interesting as both Gus and Elvis hit the dancefloor with the bellydancer. This lead to some serious clubbing activity or NOT. Heading to Darling Habour for some more dancing we spent the night arguing over which club to go into as some people didn't want to pay an entrance fee. Still to this day I don't know why we didn't just go in without him! Oh special thanks to Fred who got lost in a carpark and couldn't find her way to the front of the club.

The BIG 21st came quickly after this. THis night required plently of preparation before hand. Searching for a reception hall was the hardest part I think. All the reception halls wanted to charge between $40 to $45 a head. Hence the invite list went from 200 to 150 very quickly. Even 150 was pushing it. I was hoping for 100 people max but the final reception hall we found would only give us the downstairs hall if we had 150 people. So we decided to go with that.

The night needed a theme and what better theme than people wearing masks the entire night. SO it was a masquarade ball. Next step was searching for invites. Lets just say this part was worst than the reception hunt. Breathing printer fumes didnt help and the freaks we met didnt help. Special thanx to Oishii who suggested we make the invites with cardboard and paper ourselves. Hence next stop office works.

Searching for masks was another drama. Tugcen decided to take a day off work to come with my friend Adam and I to look for a mask. Her plan was to buy a dress and a mask on the day. Except one minor problem we spent the day finding a mask and she didn't get a dress. On the way home I had to deal with her tantrums in the car screaming at me that she wasted her day off work and she only got a mask and now she needs a dress to match the mask. Bring out the panadol box!

In search of a suit for my 21st my mum suggested I buy a white suit to stand out. To the shopping centres we hit when I try on several white suits and look in the mirror. It looks funny and the thing is I know if I buy it I'll only wear it once and never again. We decide to go with a traditional black suit and hence my zorro look.

The night arrives and 150 people rock through the doors. We kick the night off with a spoon show from Seb and myself followed by Faruk's bellydance show. I kept sculling drinks like no other and now I miss my drunken days.

The bellydancer arrives and before she can finish her show half my people are dancing on the dancefloor around her. The poor thing got lost in the crowd. This then lead to my 5 minute Darbuka show on stage and hence me singing "Anilar" live. No more drinks......

Following the 21st, I decided that my 22nd should have a less impact and something more quiet. This year I decided to split the groups up and have a house get together with just my cousins and uni get together at Erciyes in Surry Hills.

The uni get together was the first kick off with a small group. John got lost finding the restaurant and ended up at some brothel in surry hills. Meanwhile Andrea decided to change her pants in front of John while Fred seduced Andrew who was at the time seeing someone else.

The house get together remined us of my 19th birthday. The footage we captured was quite interesting as Erinc decided to video camera and then rest the camera on top of the stero. For the next 10 minutes all we saw was Tugcen's tits bouncing up and down. Nice one Erincc!

It was time for my 23rd birthday and lets just say the quiet birthday previously inspired a massive round 3 of a drunken house party. With about 60 people on the night we had enough alcohol to last a week. The alcohol collection was inspired by Oishii who insisted we didn't more than we could all drink. To add to it everyone who came brang more alcohol. The tables were set out outside, the alcohol bar was under management.

I told everyone that the party would be in my backyard but for some reason Fred couldn't understand this. She still rocked up in her heels only to go flying half way across the yard. I suppose me watering the grass previously didnt help for her sinking in.

The night kicked off with the punch that Oishii made. We decided to follow a receipe off the internet when we decided to screw it and shove any alcohol in. Hence the drunken bash started.

Krispy Kremes had just opened in Liverpool so Cherry decided to bring enough to feed an army as well as the KK hats. Camera's were rolling and for some reason people were having burping competitions right next to the camera.

One significant moment was when oishii brang me a shot and I dropped the shot glass which was filled and laughed in her face. She ran off and brang another shot which I got down really quick!

The after mass - Some inconsiderate person decided to vomit in my sink. Hence this lead to an investigation of who the cunt was!

The 23rd birthday was a party much talked about and is still talked about now. This lead to my 24 th Birthday. Arriving back from my big Europe trip time was limited. So I organised a night at Shatto lounge where they ripped us off with the food. $35 for dips and bread.

The entertainment was great with the samba show and the bellydancers. It was time to cut the birthday cake and hence my Krispy Kreme learning tower was formed. Feeling like 4 I had to blow out the candles while the owner was talking on the mic.

Tugcen managed to cause a scene as usual with the samba dancers. I think she danced on stage more than they did.

Finally the 25th arrived and I decided that I wanted one big last get together with everyone. I knew that next year several people would had moved overseas including my pumpkin and puppy pie.

I organised Dimitiri's resturant in Surry Hills. As soon as dinner had ended Oishii and I started collecting money before I was too drunk to remember shit. We paid the guy and I think he was disgusted that we didn't leave a tip.

Dancing started and the plate smashing entered. I remember grabbing plates off some woman and smashing them.

Every one kept buying me drinks and I think the drinks started to kick in as I started my hugging obessession. When I get drunk, I get happy and start hugging people left right and centre. Of course this lead into a danger zone when a hugging slash dipping moment with Cherry landed both of us on the ground. Inconsiderate people decided to take photos while we were on the ground instead of helping.

The karoake started and I remember screaming my lungs out on the mic. This then lead to a massive Turkish table Karoake session where they actually had to stop Karoake as we were making too much noise. Only do Turks cause a scene in a Greek restaurant.

Now its almost time for the 26th Birthday and I cannot believe how fast the last 8 years have gone.