The party was a BLAST!
Thanks to all the people who made it.
Before the report begins, I’d just like to make a special thanks to the following people… whom without them, “The Most Awesome Maw-some Christmas Party… Ever!” would only be a ‘blip blast’, not a ‘WHAM-BAM-KABOOM BLAST!’.
Boon Kwang, my sister’s boyfriend — for lending me the BBQ set and helped set the fire,
Pan — who came all the way from Ipoh to help buy the food stuff and set the fire and char the food and clean the house and…and…and……
Arthur — who prevented the chicken from turning into charcoal. Talking about Arthur… all my form six friends ‘lepas kapal terbang’ on me. Arthur was basically bored to to the core. Sorry dude, others either couldn’t make it or didn’t want to come for all sorts of sh!t @ss reasons,
BJ — for helping me clean up my home when everyone has left (because you need a ride home from me, heh heh!),
Kitty & May Zee — for helping me with the gift exchange session,
Schvonne, Ee Leen, Aw Yong — for taking the time to dress up and make up, and looking absolutely fantabulous!
Now, back to the report…
People started to arrive at 8 o’clock. More and more came. There were altogether about 100 people. I didn’t do a head count, but from the number of gifts we received (there were 95) the number is close. The party was a mumbo jumbo for me. I had no idea what was going on at all times. No more mumbo jumbo party for everyone next time, heh heh. Buat aku pening aje!
Schvonne mentioned to me that the mat salleh trainees didn’t come because of a non-smoking rule I imposed. Are you so addicted to cigarettes that you’d rather smoke than come to a party. Can’t you not smoke for one night?! I think I’ll follow up with an article about smoking. Oh, Schvonne also said that my blog, with all the profanities and expletives and harsh language, scared off the trainees & some prospective leng lui-s. Well… well… my friends would gladly vouch that as much as this blog is me, it also NOT me! Get it? Heh heh!
The macaroni and tomato sauce was a sellout. Went down the throat as soon as it was out of the stove. For the ignorant, I prepared the macaroni and tomato sauce myself. Please don’t look at my with a weird look when I tell you I know how to cook proper meals. I cook my family dinner all the time, OK?!
The BBQ, however, was a little ‘bleh’. Thanks to the generous use of coal, most of the food stuff got charred. The banana leaves on the otak-otak caught flame and turned it into ‘bahan api’ instead of ‘makanan’.
Gift exchange started at half past ten. Nobody was listening to me. Tried to have people to come up and take gifts pun susah. It was pretty kelam kabut. Why, you guys don’t like gifts is it? Next time I’ll have you guys bring RM50 gifts instead. Barulah you guys will be more gaan jiong and berebut-rebut a bit. In the end, I have Kitty to thank. You saved me all the trouble of distributing the gifts. You have no idea how grateful I am, no matter how insignificant you think your help was. If anyone needs a party planner, call her up.
The last guy left when the clock stroke 12. And the host (me) lives happily ever after….
P.S. No photos. I forgot about it, was too busy hosting and cooking and preventing a fire…