~ 21 ~

most ppl would say it as the turning point in life or they make a haha hoo hoo about it, well i managed to slip through it from many ppl, but the closest who wouldnt forget it those minor details to embarass you that your getting older by the number dont seems to get it. well since off complications i have two days of hosting my party for being 21 years of dwelling in this earth putting up with many, thrashing out plenty, giving in, taking out, lazing around, amusing others, list goes on. i obviously have to make you ppl laugh about this, i have two days *for those inquisite ones, let me explain to your rusted upstairs, i was born on the 7th just passing the hour or somethin*now i know why i'm a night owl and not a early bird* but the hospital records intially showed as 6th, my parents had done the necessary to change it at that level, the hospital authoritys didnt bother to double check records gave my legal date as 6th, probably thought i was born in the late hours of 6th. so my legal documents bare the date as 6th and family treats me for the 7th.

so how was this 21? i mean u get only one 21 ya, i mean ma 21! hmmm started off with a grand gift with 3 of my friends, before actually opening ma gift, i had to go through alot of celotape, appreciate the love guys, i mean the pleasure you get out of seeing me blarring ma gift in public. well it was nice of em to get the most unusua card and have the gift inside it. they intial gift they planned on getting me was a russian hooker, somehow i convinced them to give me the cash they were goin to utilise on her for my good night. escape that. they got me a nice set of $$$$$, im still shocked.. which means even i have to throw in at thier gifts. hmmm makes me wonder. finised off me mini supper, to knock off ma previous night and early morning toxication from a friends b'day party at the club. kicked off to play some pool, quiet an art, they say im too fast at shooting my que at the ball and my eyeline is out of sight. finishing that went off for dinner, pizza*yum yum* sitting there and looking around what to order, before deciding on the dinner, a nice hotty*a guy next to her(obvious), tell me where in sl do u find hot single grl at a restaurant, are woman in colombo are bare or im lost on that concept* made the order, like always mocking ma friends gf, previously a colleague rather ma team leader now working for a rival company. so mocking her is never a ending concept, its continous process and development. finishing that, walking out of the restaurant, nice chicks, but with family, give em the usual, looking fine but ur not my type look at her, actually two and the mother tryin to barge into ma looks into her daughters and not stay away from the lime light. off to ice cream, night doesnt end without ice cream at ILGELATO, nicked up a double mix soup of the delicious ice creams there, walking around, sitting on those high chairs...usual couch was occupied by a milf*guys im sure wud get this, she was one of those knockers* off to home, night has not ended yet, went home to put a change.

second part of the night - went home, get changed to hook up with my friends who im seeing after 5 years. awww time moves on and never waits ah? had to do the normal, hi's n whts goin down for the night. decided where we goin to be heading down, pick up couple more guys, it was a guys night. detour guys wanted to have somethin to eat before boozing al night long. so where else but pillawoos, early kotthu, just past 12, biiizzzbiizzz ma stupid phone, *1 Message Received*, who else could it be ma darling friend/enemy from india, she always been the first to wish me on my b'day in the couple of years we been together, she has once waited up till 3 so she can wake me up in the middle of ma sleep to wish me, anyways it was soo sweet of her and i like up in heaven to see her wishes. sent her kisses back for the wishes. so went down to the club n waiting for a henchman who had to slip all boys gang inside on a couples night. but hell its sri lanka, contacts and good repo can work u anywhere. so smoothing into the club, usual stares from the hunnies at the bar. the music wasnt anythin blood pumpin*me got a biggie adrenaline blood* i need music, smoothin around for a table, dropped off the bar, ask the bartender to throw me her best, she asked me if i wanna try her speciality, BULL DOG*anyone tried this* looking at her mixing it gave me shocks, is it goin to throw it in ma head with the first drink, but tht didnt do anythin, mind you this about vodka, bacardi, gin shaken with ice n served with red bull. me and ma friend sipping it until the rest of the gang shows up. cranky whad ups... so finally, booze arrives, so pick up the bottle walk up to get a bird eye view of the hunnies, sipping bacardi.. wasn't feeling heat right, so had to go close to the dance floor. sipping the drinks, i don get on the dance floor unless its with a grl, so standing and watchin the huns doin the thang. on for about couple of hours, times ticks off about 3.30, kinda tippsy with the large amounts of toxication impunding into my body. checked with ma mates if we are good to roll out, they were tippsy, except for the guys behind the wheels*responsible youths aye* so roll out club, untill someone wanted to check out another club, this is 4 in the morning, good enough so on the CHECKPOINT* the most decent cops i've ever come across in my lifetime in sri lanka* so being a tamil, i get a bonus question as to where i work and what i do, they were damm decent* so back in the car on the way to another club, finding more than the usual cops at galleface turn, and its some drunk jackass in a hatchback civic tried to overun at WRX*how stupid can he get* has hegded of the roundabout pavement and busted his front wheels, apparently couple of the guys who i know where in that. we were about to get into the club and thought not a good idea, since there wre two ladies involved in the tragic moment, valiant men i would say to the rescue, actually they wre with known guy. so where else to roll n shake em to reality and bring em back to normal at tht hour, pillawoos to the rescue. we cant resist the kotthu. so couple of cars and gang n the grls chillin out, talkin about old times and how messy we were. time to head back home. dropped off the huns and back to home...

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