It's official.
I am now 16 years of age and people have stopped caring. My celebrations for this year are finally over, and I guess the best thing to do right now isto re-cap on all the kwinky dinks I've had in the past month.
Oh man, this is really going to hurt my brain...I can barely remember what I had for breakfast. No, wait. That's a bad example. My dad just makes me porridge that I don't want to eat every morning. Trust me. Thanks to dad, I hate porridge.
So first the first celebration was with family friends the weekend before my actual birthday. Nothing too crazy, just a family dinner whilst lookingat videos of me from at least a decade ago. My cousins kept telling me "You were once so cute! What happened?" I must've eaten my cuteness, because then I turned into a ball of fata few years later.
I don't think I got a single proper present that night, it was all just money. Not that it was bad, but I knew all that money would go directly to my bank account and I wouldn't be able to spend it since I was apparently 'saving it for my future'. Damn all.
The day before my birthday, one of my friend gave me a giant block of Cadbury chocolate in Japanese class, and I mean big. It was pretty much as big as my textbook...delicious, yummy textbook. There's still almost half of it in my kitchen, forgot I still had it til I looked in the fridge today. Still tastes delicious. Cadbury for the win (Woo England did something right). Thanks Emma! :) And just because I can, I'm just going to say HERSHEYS TASTE LIKE CRAP. JUST BECAUSE YOU LANDED ON THE MOON
FIRST DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN MAKE MAINSTREAM CHOCOLATE AMERICA.
Then came my actual birthday where it was celebrated a few times in one day. Good-o.
Unfortunately on my birthday I had an early class; 3 Unit Maths at 7:45. Shut up Dave, even though you won't read this. What was good however was that Keegan, a friend who was born on the same day, same year as me in the same hospital brought a cake for the maths class to enjoy. And then Dave walked in for a slice of cake. What a tool. lol.
The rest of the day was pretty much a bludge for our grade (apart from IPT afterwards) because we had a few GPs and doctors come to our school for a little seminar and to answer any medical questions we had. Oh yea, and learnt how to put a condom on a banana. Not like we haven't done that before. Ooooooh yea sex ed whattup.
Upon leaving for recess, one of my friends Bec told me that I had to come with her to the canteen without giving much of a reasone except for "You'll see." Maybe I'll get a jelly! I thought to myself. But alas, nothing.
However, when we were walking past the office she told me to stay here, and she tried to start a conversation about anything while giving occasional glances towards the senior area which I couldn't really see. Something is definitely up. And it ain't just the sky either.
Then it was just too obvious when she told someone to tell the group huddled together at the table that "Curtis is here." Hmmmm...
Then something about her screaming "Curtis is here!" to the whole senior lawn while dragging me across to the table really made me think Maybe something's going to happen.
Turns out I was about to have my second cake of the day thanks to Demi bringing a cake and some candles, which was nice of her. :) So then it proceeded to everyone around the table singing happy birthday, as per usual. Everyone got a bit of cake, everyone was happy.
A few hours later, my parents, sister Eve, brother-in-law Jimmy and I went to a Japanese restaurant in Crows Nest called Fuuki. Everyone except for my parents started giggling at the name of the restaurant, being the idiots that we were.A plate of food finally arrived at our table, and I was asked to say grace, a very sly move by my sister. I said grace like I was told to, and when I opened my eyes a box containing a Canon EOS 450D fell from the heavens...or out of the environmentally friendly bag Eve was carrying around.
Ah, couldn't wipe the smile off my face for a few minutes after that. I was too busy looking at my new toy that I forgot all about the food, and most of the first dish was gone before I came back to my senses. The food was delicious, as all Japanese cuisine is. Unfortunately I never got to take any photos with my newly acquired camera because the memory card was in some plastic case that couldn't be opened without a pair of scissors. Pretty sure Jimmy took photos that night...haven't seen them yet. I think I should grab them off him soon.
After dinner we went back to Eve and Jimmy's place for cake (the third one that day...urgh). Finally, I got my memory card out of its forcefield and went snap happy. The cake that Eve and Jimmy got was by far the best cake I had that day; chocolate banana mousse cake. Looked the most pricey out of the three as well, obviously.
And that was my birthday...but it wasn't over yet.
Two days later on Friday, what was originally supposed to be a party with me and school mates turned into a party that my connect/youth grouporganised. Oh, that a crazy night that was - and just because I said 'crazy' doesn't mean someone drank too much and booted everywhere and started stripping and exploding. Because no one drank. No one. Because. We. Aren't. Like. That. It was at one of my church friend's house, I brought my Xbox 360 and someone else brought two more controllers so then we could have a full 4 -players. I didn't even play it much, just left it to the boys who only just started to hit puberty. All through the night all you could hear was WHAT THE HELL. OMG. HOW DID YOU DO THAT. OH NOOB. PWN'D. Aaaah, boys will be boys. Also took my camera. Many photos were taken that night. So many.
For dinner we had hot pot, and for you non-Asians out there, that's when you put raw vegetables and meat into a communal boiling pot of water or stock in the middle of the table when you want to eat something. Better than it sounds, skippies. When I was calling the boys to the table for dinner, I accidentally nudged my Xbox 360 power cable and it somehow made it RROD. I was in shock. I never thought it was going to happen to me. I was going to be sick. (just kidding about that last one. I have a stomach of steel.)
Luckily for me, I remember Jimmy once telling me that someone who RROD'd put their Xbox 360 into the fridge and it worked again. I put it in the fridge for half an hour and proceeded to eat dinner...and take photos of people eating dinner - like the creep I am. To my surprise, the Xbox 360 worked again, and the kids were totally eager to get their greasy hands on the controllers again. So they did.
Instead of the typical birthday cake, the connect group leader Justin bought a whole box of cupcakes which looked something special. I had a cheesecake cupcake, which was pretty much a big lump of cheese-cake-like cream on top of a normal cupcake.
And then I got a present! The second physical present that I got for my birthday, despite it being one of the last parties I was going to have. I had hoped for some blank canvas shoes so that I could paint them and put my own design on them, and that's exactly what I got with complimentary fabric paint. :D (y) Awesome. Two pairs of shoes actually. Double awesome.
Twas a good night.
Oh but wait. Celebrations still not over.
I still needed to have a party with friends from school, so I did. O:
After camp, two weeks after my real birthday I finally had my last 16th birthday party. I had this at my friend's dad's place. Nothing special, no house party because I was a good boy. Just hang out and sleepover. One of my friends brought his Guitar Hero: World Tour full band kit, so most of us rocked out on that. I was the best drummer in the house, damn right. I got rhythm, booooooooooooooooy. But yea, I was good.
For dinner my mum cooked up a platter of friend rice, noodles and a plate of chicken wings - pretty much catering to white kids. Ah white kids. You and your lack of cuisine. Demi brought a plate of vegetarian Indian that her mum made. A vegetarian dish I mean, not a vegetarian Indian - that would just be plain awkward. Whilst everyone was eating I was trying to make some pizza from the pizza bases and other stuff I brought along. It failed pretty hard - someone said my pizza looked like soup. I ate it anyway despite the bacon apparently not being cooked, but what do they know. I'm still alive and well. See? SEE?! SEEEEEEEE - HNNNNNNRRGH.
The other three pizza bases mysteriously disappeared, probably someone needing some form of Halo 3 snack. And you think uncooked bacon is weird...HA.
Bec brought along two cakes which we obviously ate. They tried to surprise me again with the whole cake thing, but the thing was Bec gave me the cakes beforehand and I could clearly see her lighting the candles in the kitchen. You guys did even worse than Bec two weeks ago. Fail.
Around 6 people slept over in the attic upstairs which was renovated to become Ben's room. Like all sleepovers, we didn't get to sleep til about 3 or 4-ish, part of it due to Yahn making sexual groaning sounds in the bunk above me. Silly bleck gey.
And in the morning, only three of us stayed back to clean up. We're such legends.
And now, I can safely say: That's how I celebrated my 16th year on this nice, little planet.
Thank you to anyone that's made this year extra special for me, and all my relatives that chipped in for the camera. It really did mean a lot to me. And thank you to Justin for organising a party for me even though I didn't ask for it. Thank you to the cake providers, without you there wouldn't be a happy birthday song. And I guess just thank you to all my friends who have just been, well, friends. :)
Love you all even though only a maximum of 5 people will read this,
Curtis. xoxoxoxoxoxo.
