...all of which could be found at Kelly's party last night. Kelly being one of the third year design peeps from my school.
I'll admit that I went along not expecting to have the best time, mainly because I'm currently too poor to afford alcohol. But thanks to the generosity of Nav (short for Navsomethingorother appropriately Fijian Indian sounding...) myself and my party date Rachel ended up getting totally blotto on a bottle of whiskey. Well I ended up totally blotto and Rachel got tipsy and laughed at me a lot.
I got hit on by a sex-crazed first year girl who was 18 and going out with a 38 year old Christian man who refused to make the beast with two backs until they were lawfully wed. He was actually there with her, looking slightly bemused by the drunken antics of the 20-something crowd of students but otherwise seeming to have a good time.
Kelly's flatmate Damian (who works at Stagedoor cafe, home of the best earl grey tea in town), dressed up in drag and had fabulous makeup. I touched one of his fake boobs.
There were unexpected drunken hook ups. Unexpected drunken attempts at hookups, which were shot down. Drunken falls, dancing, even a stage show put on by the residents of the house.
All in all a very entertaining night. I give it a solid 8 out of 10.
