18ness

So.

Brief updates. Chris and my "birthday party". I love how chill Mum and Dad are about everything.

Music, mindless chatter, friends. Then when Auntie Bee Keng left, the REAL fun began. lolol. We played spin the bottle. The Christian Truth or Dare version of course. Psh, like we would start making out with each other. Please.

I MISSED OUT ON CHRIS' SHIRTLESS LAP DANCE FOR PHIL. Ah what a shame. Then the double Chris kiss? That was cute. Although Chris W really ought to have kissed the girl that he, deep down inside, wanted to. Guys are such wimps these days. Honestly. Man up. Bahaaha. Okay maybe I'm being too harsh.

Dancing on the grass under a blanket of stars, then snuggling back under the blanket on the picnic mat. Talked about life and relationships with Chris, Phil and Mel. I'd say that was the best part of the night. Chilling, breathing in the night air, lying in comfortable silence. And arguing as to whether girls should ask guys out. I get the guys' point of view. But no. Disagree. Disagree.

AA boat cruise was, overall, a great night. A night of 18ness, of 'yay I'm legal', of getting out, letting loose a little and partying with friends.

- First shot with Tess
- Generous of other Ben to shout us all cranberry vodka
- Sweet of Kendrick to buy my third alcoholic beverage (LOL) after the effects of the first 2 wore off.

With the exception of one minuscule little detail, I had fun. I liked stepping out to breathe fresh, unbreathed air (be it on my own or with Sam if he happened to be there). There's something soothing about watching the city scene skim past and mindlessly staring at the light reflections in water. Oh Viv and her crazy, head shaking dance moves. :)

In the middle of the dance floor, with bodies in every line of sight (every line of every sense really), I went through phases. Phases of thinking, of losing myself to the moment and of thinking about being lost in the moment; phases of "hey this is fun" and of "i'm bored." I bounced from "lalalahappyhappyfuntimes, i don't caaaaaare. whoo partayyy." to "ughhhhhhh. you suck."

I was more tired than tipsy by home time.

Young and free?
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