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[28 Jul 2008|12:03am] |
taking a break from scouring the internet.
i haven't had noodles for a very, very long time, so having it with the gang yesterday was quite a curious experience.
my order was stir-fried noodles with a mixed-meat combo of chicken, pork, duck and beef. with a juicy combo drink of orange juice and passion fruit, i was filled up.
even though i well enjoyed eating it, i find myself not missing it very much – if that makes sense.
we wondered around a shopping mall for a while, before getting bored quite quickly.
soon, we settled into a chill-out lounge and started drinking and essentially sleazing – i was literally lying across the sofa most of the time. haha.
before we knew, it was 8 pm – so we migrated to a pub.
took over the elevated floor and bunched some nearby sofas together, and we chilled again. haha.
the chilled-out plan failed – we started drinking more and more.
and as usual, we found ourselves wanting whiskey after some pints of beer. luckily, jean-marc had already placed the order for more beer – too late to change – so we didn't order the whiskey.
not that it made a difference, because we ended up downing even more beer really quickly. :|
dragged marianne to the still-empty dance floor and eventually, the rest of the gang joined in.
we had intended to leave at 11 pm to catch the last train since we already bought return tickets, but it was obvious that everybody thought the night was getting too fun to care for that.
round and round it went late and later into the night, until we started collapsing one by one on the outdoor seats.
outside, we started talking lots of rubbish and laughing a lot.
eventually, i started announcing my deep hunger for some food, so we went off.
while we were walking to look for food, it was evident that jean-marc was totally wasted again. i was glad though, because it's nice to have someone else as drunk as you are so you are not the only fool around. haha.
hoping was more in control than the rest of us, so i entrusted my order of chips and cheese with her.
true enough, she was still thinking enough to order a large serving for myself and jean-marc. seeing our big heap of chips, the rest regretted – very funny to see – having ordered one small serving each.
no matter – we passed all the food around as we walked up the hill to hoping's place, which she shares with marianne and lucy.
just like the night before, this simple journey was epic again – really, really long.
the uphill journey was bloody hilarious too, as it was during the climb that i proclaimed my love for jean-marc's composing abilities. i vaguely remember him thinking that i was mocking him. it was then non-stop verbal arrows all around.
at the same time, jean-marc was fumbling dangerously on the pavement's edge, so i constantly had my arm around him just in case a vehicle appeared on the empty road.
he then tried to forcefully smash his empty styrofoam box into a wide-opened bin. although he was jumping and slamming the box in at point-blank, he still missed. hahaha. seeing the box bounce off cracked me up indefinitely.
eventually, we were all safe in the living room.
the nonsense talking went on, as hoping kindly made some japanese tea for us. because we had some really beautiful jazz playing, we eventually felt ourselves getting less noisy.
we started discussing a painting on the wall, but the conversation just ended up perverse. lol.
then, jean-marc and i realised the horror that we have to share a bed for the night – still a horrible thought even though the bed is a queen size.
climbed into one side of the bed and laid on my side. turned around and saw jean-marc standing at the other side of the bed and taking off his pants. hahaha.
just at that moment, marianne walked past the room and saw the situation of me looking at jean-marc taking his pants off. just as i pointed at him and demanded to know what he was trying to do, marianne burst into profuse laughter and was never to be seen for the rest of the night again.
we fell asleep fairly quickly.
the sleep was a little awkward in a funny way, because at times when i woke up to adjust my posture, i could feel jean-marc's hand on my waist. hahaha.
i didn't feel very comfortable sleeping in my jeans, so i ended up awake quite early at about 7 am.
didn't want to wake anybody up, so i scooted out the house quietly.
felt a slight bit sad as i left, because i knew i won't be seeing the bunch until september.
the downhill walk was a little trying, because my legs were still a little tired. having to resist the downwards momentum was not as easy as i thought.
got to the train station. bought a new ticket as my return ticket had expired.
sat quietly for the train.
the quiet and cold sunday was calm and gentle.
decided to walk to the other end of the platform to wait, just to get into a more open space.
then, a figure appeared and was walking from where i was sitting before. it then waved at me.
jean-marc.
his first words: "asshole! you didn't wait for me!"
my reply: "i'm ashamed to face you after last night.."
laughter.
we settled into a bench and started talking.
we both thought that it was amazing to get so wasted so soon after the summer party night.
it was then that i remembered a thai lady and two of her caucasian friends had introduced themselves to me at the dance floor last night.
only vaguely remembered that one of her friends was called "liz", because it's easy to remember. can't remember the thai lady's name and the other girl's name unfortunately. i don't remember what we talked about too. probably too engrossed with the music and the dancing. haha.
jean-marc and i started talking about his love situation, a touch-and-go topic of ours recently.
i truly believe that jean-marc is a good guy and he knows that i think that of him, so i told him that having a choice is a good thing. haha. still, we know that he'll face up to his doubts when he goes back to his homeland for summer.
we can't help but laugh at the silliness of such predicaments.
i then pointed out that i'm going to catch justice in paris next month, and his mind and gaze went to outer space.
soon, we were back in our town.
verbal arrows gave way to heartfelt words.
big hugs, and we split ways for summer.
we might end up at the justice show together this time – fingers crossed.
spent the morning working on some plans before hitting the sack at noon.
got up at about 5 pm.
marianne had come over with dario – they got romantically involved recently – and they spent the late afternoon watching films in the living room as i continued sorting plans out.
as it got later, marianne came knocking and it was another round of gentle goodbyes.
it has always been a strange closeness between us. i know her story, and there was always some kind of trust between us despite never really having a chance to hang out alone with each other. one thing for sure, we frequently shared the dance floor with much fun together. :)
with that, marianne left with dario to his home in london.
jussi just came online from paris, telling me how great his first day there was.
jussi and elina – the fiancée – have gone to paris on saturday morning when the rest of us were still dead in bed recuperating from the summer party. they'll head back to finland from paris on friday.
then, the bozo said: "i wish you were here, we would have so much fun just fooling around!"
and almost immediately..
jussi: "not that i haven't with elina, but you know.."
he's such a moron, for making me feel appreciated and 'sad' at the same time. i miss him already! :)
we will rock out in paris together one day, we promised.
the house is empty now.
i haven't been cooking much at all the past several days because of the outings.
feel like having some fuzzy curry tonight.
been raining the past few hours.
a cool, breezy night.
i feel like i am floating in outer space..
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