Backwards on the Hill, Carnival War Stories and a Stolen Kiss

It has been so long since my last post I don't even know where to start. So many things have happened that I don't even know what to tackle first. When in doubt jsut start talking.
Last night. Yesterday was J's birthday and we went out to dinner with a group of us from work and a few friends. Dinner was bad and uneventful so I won't even bother. After dinner we went to another friends birthdya party. Got to the place up high in the hills and couldn't find a parking space. First of all I had to park my car and jump in with someone else because I know my car would not make it up the hill. Of course I didn't tell him that I was blatantly misusing him but I'm sure he wouldn't mind at all. Right now I'm not sure if he will forgive me the abuse to his car as we had to reverse down the hill and then hike it up by foot. Cursing all the way up with my shoes in my hand. The terrain was not paved and I was wearing these banging high heeled shoes. My feet are also not happy with me but they can just join the list. At one point I was climbing the hill backwards. You should try it, it is much easier that way.
So what happened at the party.
1. We discussed Carnival in St. Maarten.
Me and Jun think it sucks big time. We have been to a jump up. Let me tell you my moral soul, eyes and the general Me were completely shocked. These 10 year old kids jumping in the street barely wearing any clothes while humping each other. Seriously it is outrageous. I think I might have seen 5 adults in the entire parade. St. Maarteners seems to think Curacao Carnival is lame and that it all happens here. Mind you their parade barely lasts 1 hour while ours is a day event. They do everything in one place and the thing they most look forward to is the food that they sell in the Carnival Village. Wait an entire year just to eat food. Seriously?
2. We discussed why St. Maarten hates Curacao
We didn't even know we are supposed to have this hate relationship with St. Maarten but they are bitter. Bitter about Curacao having all this money and not sharing. About not giving up a piece of what they are entitled to when the independence happened. I say whose fault is that? Should have planned and prepared better. Anyway if the bridge in Curacao goes up in flames any of these days, I know who did it.
3. I got kissed.
For those of you who continued reading, let me tell you what happened. I was dancing with this guy, getting all crazy and things. At one point he was getting all freaky on me and I started to look for a way out. I mean it was fun to start with but sniffing my butt and my noonchi? That is taking it too far isn't it. I guess he noticed I wasn't comfortable especially when he was trying to get my to sit in a chair and give me a lapdance. He pulled me to him and said: don't worry I am just having fun. Then he took my face and kissed me. He had facial hair so it prickled.

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