Christmas Party Time
The past week and a half has been busy with three parties - Wednesday afternoon was the Saints party so there was no school. All the students came in the afternoon armed with food and fizzy drinks; a favourite seemed to be KFC and rice. I had some, and like Pizza Hut, it's just not quite the same. As the party heated up there was a disco in the covered forum in the middle of the school which the students were getting into quite heartily. One of the sides of the forum has a wire fence, and it was packed with 1st to 3rd years (who were not allowed in the disco) hanging on to the fencing watching the fun that they could be having in later years, and the style of dancing is a little different to what you would get back home...
Friday night was a leaving party for some VSOs which was great fun and I ended up getting home at 5am. I told the taxi driver to have a good night and he informed me that it was in fact morning, which was nice of him. The following night John who I live with threw a party for a load of our friends at a club down the road. This was good fun as there is a nice quiet bar at the back where we had drinks and later moved into the dance floor. We finished off with a "wash down" back at the flat which was a good end to the evening although I'm not sure my body was so happy about the three extra beers. I think the mosquitoes like alcohol too - when I woke up on Sunday I counted a total of nine sitting above my head on the mosquito net, licking their lips as usual. I managed to splat one the other day but it had already had its fill and left a nice blood stain on the net.
Friday night was a leaving party for some VSOs which was great fun and I ended up getting home at 5am. I told the taxi driver to have a good night and he informed me that it was in fact morning, which was nice of him. The following night John who I live with threw a party for a load of our friends at a club down the road. This was good fun as there is a nice quiet bar at the back where we had drinks and later moved into the dance floor. We finished off with a "wash down" back at the flat which was a good end to the evening although I'm not sure my body was so happy about the three extra beers. I think the mosquitoes like alcohol too - when I woke up on Sunday I counted a total of nine sitting above my head on the mosquito net, licking their lips as usual. I managed to splat one the other day but it had already had its fill and left a nice blood stain on the net.