Easter, birthdays, debauchery.

Probably three words you don't usually see together very often.

Summary

1) Morgan's birthday last week.
2) Went out to celebrate on Saturday
3) Drank a bit
4) Spent a stack of cash
5) Danced like an idiot
6) Came home late
7) Got a txt early in the morning from Ania about how I should think about the meaning of Easter, and of God's love
8) Guilt
9) More fun at Morgan's house
10) Less guilt + tired

So Morgan decided to have his party over the Easter Break so that everyone, including Jess (a friend of hers thought this name was a good English name for her apparently), could make it. He had his party over two days and one night. We all met up at his house, then went to city together on the 619 (the most useful bus ever... for me anyway) and had a very fun bus ride. We probably freaked out everyone on the bus. Heh.

We popped into a Woolworths to get a 3 litre bottle of coke, and a few more cans of Red Bull for karaoke, because as we all know K + alcohol = hilarious fun. Then dinner at Subway/Hungry Jacks/KFC. Mmm... healthy.

Onwards! To K. Where I had fun smuggling in a 3 litre bottle of coke under my jacket. Fun times. Hedless had a backpack to hide his bottle of vodka and 12 cans of red bull. $50 an hour this time, because it was night time. Still not too bad price wise, because we split it between 10 people. K is always fun. It doesn't matter if you're sick, or if you don't know anyone, or if you're sober.

Although trying to dance silly little Korean dances in a boob tube is rather... inconvenient.