night of ultimate huatness

Today was a potentially bad day. What with PE in the morning right after the indoor circuits during yesterday's PE, it looked set to be a damn sian day. But the promise of a get together with the np bunch of dudes just totally reversed the equation. Suddenly, the sky became much chio-er, the moon much rounder, the birds much melodious and the grass much greener.

So by a fortunate twist of fate, all the np buddies could make it back for training and subsequently dinner. So the knights of the BB Tea shop - pason, muthu, teddy, willy, me and pang-seh king lock hong quan ( the guy who believes that fisherman friends can cure fever, the guy who drinks up his whole bottle of water knowing very well that i added 3 packs of mamee seasoning to it, the guy who fell down the stairs today), went back as the sec 5 squad. The sec 1s were quite pitiful to kenna us for PT (pun intentionally crafted). Jie liang, eesin, lossy and gar goei joined us for dinner at S11. Simple but sufficient fare of zi char, courtesy of the one nevillenahrenli (aka "the young growing boy"). Our table was perpetually laughing and very high what with the deluge of jokes(dirty and not so dirty) and stupid stories. Due to the varied audience of this blog, i shall spare you the details. Anyhow, i tried frog leg for the first time today and it tastes umm.......like frog leg.

[Internal jokes. Only those at the scene will make any sense out of these: "willy and his pat pat"; "imba figure"; "bo vegetable wish 3 muchrooms"; "HO-in-law"; "huat"; "lock hong zhong"; "alvin goh and his i'm innocent"; "hong quan and his bye-byes"; "fantastic burger and song"; "eesin and oh-so-massive girl"; "jie liang and his incredulous comparisons of the muchrooms that we ate"]

On a side note, today can be dubbed the day of omgwtfbbq moments. Suffered not one but four of those. First one is a secret so sorry guys, only 天知地知，你们不知. Second one was the shocking revelation that our dearest junior alvin goh was sent to police academy for training for np day parade. Third one is the even more shocking revelation that teo shuli's brother is in np and in sec 2. The fourth was the whole complicated zeyan-joshua tan and his whole family of np related dudes, so much for six degrees of separation theory.

Subsequently adjourned for the must-have of the night. Bubble tea session. Lossy, gargoei, eesin, jieliang and lock left us. So we had 6 people left which was just right for the ultimate huat of the night - asshole dai dee. The rounds of asshole dai dee that followed was worth more than multiple orgasms, chocoloate milk and a million bucks put together (referece - the sex ed video). By some amazing arrangement of the planets tonight, the six of us (teddy, muthu, pason, me, willy and neville) kenna jacked one after another. Of course it was lots of fun what with super unbelievable hands, constant suannings amidst moans of "omg", "oh oh oh" and "huat".

1. Neville - not very jacked lah. Just kenna as the first asshole of the game.

2. Pason played and played and was feeling super confident that he was gonna be king. Left two cards ( a di and some small card) and realised he damn jacked cause he cannot end with a di.

3. I mentioned that all six of us got jacked. That includes me. Mine was the worst. In the same round as point number two, i was LMAO at jason and his stupidity. Then the unbelievable happened. I ended with a 2 of hearts. Which meant that i straightaway became the asshole. Got a really "omg-i-totally-shitted-myself" look on the face. As neville and teddy puts it, the look was "priceless".

4. In another round. I was left with one card(9 hearts) and willy just threw a nine clubs because he forgot the fundamental rule in dai dee - to throw your biggest card to prevent the next player from winning. Willy kenna relegated to asshole.

5. Pason had a 9-10-J-Q-K straight and it was nearing end game. Through mind games employed by neville, he threw out his K heart to stop another player from winning and then end up neville ate it with a K spade.

6. Neville had 3 di and he gave one away, leaving him with two. And he ended up as asshole. Idiot.

7. Throughout the many games we played, Pason actually "gang4-ed"(4 of a kind for the non mahjong initiated) ace and king. Talk about luck.

So we were happily playing at the bubble tea shop and occupying space and then we suddenly realise we all didnt buy anything from the shop. So muthu and me went to buy a cup of infamous sui bian. And as the equation goes,
sour plum + coffee + sago + a hell lot of unknown flavours = some bomb concoction that had a blue green tinge. huat.

Shawn/sharon Chua (birthday boy/girl) had the first sip and then also let justina and all her dramafest friends try. Alex and his og too. This is the consumer feedback: "At first you drink its damn stun. Then the aftertaste is like a tight slap across your face." So after sharing the good stuff, still had quite a full cup left. So it was hereby decided that the subsequent asshole will drink a certain amount. Thus the asshole dai dee proceeded with ever higher stakes.

8. Muthu the first fear factor victim kenna-ed about 1/6 of the cup. Then he damn jacked, remained as asshole for next game so drank up even more. I, being "his man" helped drink some also. It was a life changing experience.

9. Teddy tang ended the night with the ultimate huat. Last asshole of the night. Reward was a generous half cup of that noxious concoction. It was worth a photo moment of the year. But he took it like a man, gulped down that vomit-inducing shit in 3 gulps and finishing all the sago. well done, mr tang.

And the last very interesting point of the night is what is written on my foolscape, word for word:
"Gerald got pwned. When he was buying drinks, we doctored his cards. All singles. No possibility for a straight, pair or any damn thing at all. Truly good game for him. hee hee!" And so i actually smelt a rat when i, being the social worker had such a hand that ranged from 3 to the square of 3.

And so as a fitting end to the night, i hitched a ride from neville and pason in a merz cab. The cab was hailed down by very cunning and outsmarting means.

To all those reading this entry and happen to be classmates of mine, pau and teddy, willy, muthu. If you find us suspiciously absent on monday, you will know that we have all been afflicted with a terrible time suffering from an oversurge of fecal material that is overly moist and the culprit would be the abovementioned cup of blue-green beverage.

So what with a whole lot of new friends being made in the course of the previous month (OG, class, odac) and the busy schedules of everyone, i was afraid the good ol' peeps would drift away. But it was really an extremely gratifying night for all the same old gang to get together and realise that truly, some things never change.

HUAT AH.

(P.S. I hate to list down my homework and sound like a whiner but to make my point, i will have to. What with an econs essay due, 2 chem tutorials, 1 chem assignment, 20 qns on back titration, 2 sets of TYS qns, 2 hrs of chem tutorial on monday, 1 math tutorial, 1 chem performance task and gp project work all due on monday/tuesday, it is truly a time for solidarity and hope. So whether through rain dance or sundance, oracle shells and dice rolling, coercion or mind games, means covert or otherwise, just make sure the o level results are realeased on monday and the subsequent tuesday be a holiday as well. Then i will truly say its huat ah!)