THE SUPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY

SUPRISE!

Ok I didn't see this one coming! We even had an argument before we got on the bus. I can't remember what the fuss was about but we some how started talking about Vicki's suprise birthday party last year. Oishii started going off her head that she will never organise one of those parties again because it was too hard. Somewhere in between I started screaming "What about me? Why can't you organise me a suprise birthday party".

So we get off the bus near town hall somewhere, heading to this Greek restaurant that Oishii had booked for us. The story that I got leading up to this was that the owner of the Greek restaurant is a complete nutcase and attacks you as soon as you enter the restaurant. Hence being a freak I got convinced to bring my video camera to film him. I even got this SMS a few days before the event:

" The shit I go through for you! I went to town hall for lunch and thought I'd confirm our dinner booking. I walked in and got jumped by the owner! He grabbed me and made me dance before I could open my mouth!"

I actually believed this shit as there was a similar guy at the Gold Coast grabbing people as they walked past his restaurant. So I got convinced that we had to film this guy as we walked in, incase he grabbed me. We even went to the whole effect of buying black tape to cover the camera light when filming.

So here we are standing outside the restaurant when Oishii demands my camera. We stand by the side as I pull the camera out and hand it over to her. We start to walk into the restaurant. You basically open the restaurant door and have to walk down a whole bench of stairs. It's like entering an adult shop.

I walk in first as Oishii is behind me holding the camera in her current affair style technique. The waiter approaches me and I tell him we have a booking. He decides to take us to our table. We walk around the corner when all of a sudden I hear a bunch of lunatics screaming "SUPRISEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE".

A million poppers are going off as they are laughing and screaming their heads off. The first thing I saw was Christine and then I realised what the fuck was going on. So I do what anyone else would of done. I turn around trying to walk out of the restaurant while screaming at Oishii "FUCK! I'm going to kill you!".

This is when I realise that I have to face the music and turn back around to head to the table to join all the freaks waiting with their poppers. Talk about being suprised! I was practically shaking! I didnt know if this was from all the alcohol I had consumed or these lunatics yelling Suprised at me but I seriously needed a drink.

After all the hugging and kissing, I settled into my seat only to turn around to discover the walls covered with random photo's of me. Fuck talk about embarrassment. The next thing you know I had people fussing all over me and dressing me up like a birthday girl.

What the lunatics dressed me up as!

Here I was still shaking and searching like an idiot for the Greek Guy. For some stupid reason I still thought the Greek guy existed. This was all a plan to get my video camera rolling for the suprise. Oishii had out done herself in setting this place up with assistance from Christine and others. The place was pumping with props and those bloody poppers. OMG I was sitting at my seat while everyone was taking photos. I felt like a celebrity.

While I am searching for a shot Christine starts yelling from the opposite end of the table why I havent commented on her "Cherry" dress. For fucks sake woman I havent even settled my nerves let alone checked out your dress.

With all this fuss it was time to order some wine QUICKLY!

The next thing you know the presents come out! I still had no idea what was going on. I was confused, tired and partly drunk from all the alcohol I had consumed all day. I was waiting for the Greek guy to jump on me any minute. Oishii had to verify that there was no Greek guy 10 times but I just kept thinking that this is another lie and he will jump out from somewhere.

Oishii's scrap book she made for me

Gus totally disgusted!

The wine arrived and I quickly sculled it just in time to order another bottle for us. Being better now that I had more alcohol the food arrived.

The Greek Dips

Greek Salad

The Greek Plate mix including Moussaka

I wasn't that hungry as we have been stuffing ourselves all day but we still managed to order a big feast. Christine was screaming that she was craving for Moussaka so we all ended up with some Moussake on our plates.

Mey Making a mess of her food

Once the food had settled in and we had more alcohol then there was the whole cake fuss. Oishii had preplanned a cake as well. Next thing you know the waiter bring over this huge mud cake and slams it in front of me. I manage to blow, the cake that is.

NV Blowing the cake!

The "Tongue" Shot

Oishii & Moishii

The Boy shot

NV & the girls

NV & the girls - take 2

Gus putting his hands where he shouldnt!

A SIMPLE PHOTO WITH CHRISTINE MEANS....

UPDATE - DUE TO A RECENT COMPLAINT FOLLLOWED BY ABUSIVE MESSAGES THE PHOTO'S THAT WERE HERE HAVE NOW BEEN REMOVED BY MY LEGAL DEPARTMENT.

Once the whole photo shoot was over Mey decided to start the whole "Would you rather" game. For those that listen to 2day fm will know what she is on about. Mey started throwing random questions at us when I turned around to ask Mey the ultimate question:

"Would you rather sleep with Fredrika or Matt"?

Within seconds Mey's response was.......... Drum roll -

FREDRIKA!!!

On that note I needed another drink..........

Once the whole dinner fuss ended it was time to pack up and dump everything into Christine's car. I was supposed to catch a cab home but apparently Christine volunteered to take me home. The night was still early so we decided to amuse ourselves by drinking more. We decided to head to Sydney RSL club on George St for some cheap drinks. I seriously dont know how much more I can drink.

We walk into the club and have to sign in using these machines. The girls go first by signing their name and address onto it. Then they press a button and it prints out a little slip that you take with you. I go to sign in and fill out all my details and finally press the button. The machine refuses to feed the paper through so I keep pressing the button. The bloody thing seems jammed. It wont feed through. Just my luck.

All of a sudden the paper starts to fed through the machine after I banged on the button about 15 times. I manage the pull the paper out to realise it reads "Test Print". For fucks sake. It supposed to have my details printed on it. This machine is completely fucked. I grab my test print paper and head upstairs. By this time I need a drink badly.

NV's Drink

Oishii's drink

Oishii grabs our drinks for us while we are sitting near the piano. We take a few sips when this random guy approaches the piano next to us. He tries playing it but fails. So he tries pretending to play it. He plays with the buttons when something starts to play for a few seconds and it stops. This is when Christine decides to add in her two cents by telling the guy "YOU NEED TO INSERT SOMETHING IN." This was way too easy for me to comment on so we all burst out laughing.

Following that comment we decided to offer Christine up to perform. Advertising that Christine will sing the "Milkshake" song or any Delta Goodrem song while she is streched out on top of the piano. The whole bar decides to clap and cheer for Christine when she gets stage fright and refuses to sing. What kind of a sick person doesnt sing ontop of a piano after the whole bar cheered and clapped for her?

Meanwhile Oishii decided we didnt have enough alcohol today even though we have been drinking for 12 hour so she stormed to the bar to order a last minute drink.

Oishii's Drink for the hell of it

Christine not performing on top of the piano really put a damper on things that when she went to the toilet we decided to put a pineapple piece into her handbag.

By this time I was way too exhausted as it's been an extremely long day. We decided to walk out of the bar when Christine got cheered as we were waiting for the lift by the others in the bar. We told them that Christine would be performing next Saturday night here at 8pm. Can you imagine if people actually rock up to see Christine perform on top of the piano?

We managed to get into the car when the whole "CHRISTINEEEEEE" screaming thing started. It was a much needed exercise before heading home. Vicky Licky refused to do it until we dropped her off at her corner in Glebe.

We sped away on Parramatta Rd when some lunatic nearly swered into us while screaming CHRISTINEEEEEEEE. We turn around to notice it's no other than Vicky Licky. The poor thing had that buildiing up. Next time dont try to kill us woman!

Heading home all I could think was "FUCK I'M 26!"

Wait.... I still have 2 days......... Deep breath!