Ok, so this is the moment many of you are waiting for … what happened at the party, but before I get into the juicy details, here’s a few words to sum it up:
Crazy, Embarrassing, Slutty and of course Fun!
I arrived rather early at the hotel due to all the predicted jams, road closures and whatnot. Surprisingly, the roads were really empty that evening – much clearer than on a weekday as a matter of fact. We just hoped that everyone hasn’t moved out of KL for their New Years Celebration or else we’d be partying with the Mat Rempits.
The room was rather disappointing, it was small and it had too many passageways leading here and there. Think maze. The bed could only fit a maximum of 4, so the rest would have to be creative and make up sleeping places (I heard one of the guys made the toilet floor his bed and I think it’s valid enough knowing he’s a funny person). There was one couch that was taken up by me, you’ll have to read on to know more about this 
and well, the hall floors were nicely carpeted and makes a good sleeping area 
So since a friend and I was the earliest to arrive, we headed over to KLCC for dinner. Boy was it packed and as usual, when we hang out, deciding on a place to eat is always a chore, so we ended up at the food court which wasn’t too bad. Picked on my friend’s Edamame beans and since it was my first time eating it, I commented that it tasted like mushrooms, he begged to differ and we had a small debate over it. How funny. We had to pop by Cold Storage for some paper cups and ice since it’s not a good idea bringing glass cups from home to a party cause of the washing up the next morning and risk of having them break.
When all that was done, the party began shortly. More and more people started coming in, in episodes of half an hour or so and by 10, the room was jammed packed with music blasting like it’s a club itself. The drinks were pouring and there was merry making. I was rather bouncy that night (we all know why), in fact, everybody was already psyched about heading to the club.
Now here’s the fun part. I usually know when its time to stop drinking because as a trained drinker, you can tell when the alcohol is just about right, but it was the last concoction a friend of mine made that really knocked me out. It was so ironic that I got into the bathroom, tidied myself up and donned a sluttier outfit and was ready to leave for the countdown party but I didn’t make it past the hotel room! The last thing I remembered after changing was taking lots of pictures with my buds and having a final drink. I was still holding up well at that point and I knew how much I had to drink earlier, but after that gulp of my friend’s vile concoction, everything went downhill onwards. I remembered going to the couch to sit down ……. then I passed out.
This was at 11pm
All and I meant ALL my friends left for the club and there I was slumped on the couch, totally out.
There was a friend who didn’t want to club that night, and he had to bear with my mess. Apparently, I puked all over myself and on the floor beside the couch. I remembered puking on myself a bit, but I was too wasted to clean myself. I was like a helpless baby drooling away except, it was my own vomit. Poor friend, like its not bad enough that he had to clean after me, it’s worse when I just got to know him that night. Embarrassing.
I was totally out until the morning. In fact, I was such a gonner, I didn’t even hear the fireworks at KLCC which was just NEXT to the hotel! I didn’t wake up until 6 something and I wasn’t even aware my friends came back from their clubbing sexcapades. After getting up (it was still dark and everyone was sleeping), I went to the bathroom to change. Thank God I was slightly aware of the mess I made and the only way to save myself from further embarrassment was to go change into something NOT covered in puke! That accomplished, I went back to sleep.
The next morning, I was almost the last to wake up. There were already some guys chatting in the hall next to me and I wasn’t fully asleep, so I eavesdropped when I heard my name. All I heard was ” Omg, he was so out last night”, ” ….. projectile vomitting”, “Omg, he’s been sleeping for more than 10 hours”, ” Is he even breathing!?”. OMG, hahaha … I pretended I was asleep and I really wanted to laugh when they were talking about me. When I woke up, I pretended not to know what happened and I asked the guys “Ugh .. what happened last night?” … they burst out laughing. There were also tons of SMS on my phone from my friends who went out clubbing “Where are you?”, “Where’s everybody” …. they thought I was coming later, not.
I moved from the couch and entered the room where one of my cute friends and the one whom I’m most fond of was sleeping. I poked him a bit to wake him up but he pulled me in and slid himself into my arms. We cuddled for a couple of minutes before we had to pack. It felt so good when he took my other hand and held to his chest and slept. It’s weird that this happens everytime we end up sleeping on the same bed on any parties, after that, we’re just plain acquaintances. Oh, I did manage to sneak a kiss on his head when we cuddled .. so sweet
I was still woozy after we checked out and I had to follow them to DOME for brunch where I paid RM4 for a bottle of water but forgot to take that bottle back. Heck, I didn’t even open that bottle since water is always served. God forbid I eat anything since my stomach will definitely not tolerate it. So there I was in DOME stoning away in front of my friends. Yes, they were amused to see me in such a state.
It was back home after brunch but I had to rest at a friends place for a while considering I’m still not in a good state to drive. Managed to puke my guts out for the last time at his place and then I headed home.
This is truly an experience for me I must say. Everyone has been complaining that it’s always the same type of party for New Years and we should do something different.
I certainly had mine the other way round although it wasn’t very decent of me
Ah heck, so how was YOUR 2008?
