I had the most wonderful birthday this year, spent with the closests to my heart in Melbourne. The food at the Brasserie by Philippe Mouchel was a disappointment, especially the creme brulee. How can one call it creme brulee when the top is not even hard? Wrong. Nevertheless, the evening was great, because of my lovely friends. They are the greatest! I was so overwhelmed that I realized I've forgotten to take a picture with Jessie and Keat *frown* I hope one of the many camera maniacs has got one of me and these girlies, really, please...
Guys, thanks for the great dinner and thanks for coming.
My birthday's eve day started tragically. With just a few hours of sleep, I crawled out of bed, struggling to open my eyes while having to download some notes to read before attending my fiction writing class. Fine. As my work will be critiqued in class, I
Being a scatterbrain like I always do, I went home, grabbed my notes and left the apartment without my swipe (it has fallen off from my keys a few days ago so they are in two parts). Excellent! Just what I needed on a day where I've to finish class at 6, make my way home from Burwood at the peak hour, get ready and dressed to be at Crown for my dinner. Without the swipe, I cannot access to my floor, you get what I mean now? I was almost in tears when I realized that and although Violet had my spare keys for some reasons, it would be a big waste of time for me to get to Clayton from Burwood, and home. My neighbour who lives two doors away wouldn't be home at that hour and thank goodness my building manager was kind enough to leave the swipe with IGA for me, phew...
Lesson of the Day: Learn to trust. I never had left my keys with people, I live alone and I hold two sets of keys. I couldn't trust. From now on, I'm gonna leave a set of keys with Pat (who lives not far from me) as I've learned, that a klutz who lives alone needs a back-up plan - in this case, a key buddy.
Moving on, some of the birthday girl's favourite dresses are still at the dry-cleaner and she had nothing to wear. Okay, I do have a lot of dresses but I needed something "aaahhh..." for the evening. The closest frock that I could find was this Messina bronze sequined dress that I've gotten way back yet the tag was still attached. When Pat arrived at my apartment, I was all ready to go except for having no shoes and bag to go with. She was helping me in making the decision while I had the 8th World War with my shoes, wasn't a pleasant scene.
So I got to Crown late, had no chance to attend to my own pre-dinner drinks at the Atrium, panting. Took heaps of pictures over dinner and we thought people in the restaurant were getting annoyed by the constant flashing of our cameras, six in total. Post dinner drinks was in the casino itself as I wanted to try my luck on Roulette on my birthday. Jevon took me to the table where we saw the dealer checked me out twice, we planned, we observed and we chose. I was actually flirting with the dealer in the hope that he'll give me my 25 and he did try, trust me. I had five games and the dice landed all at around 25 but 25. The closest it got was 2, just next to it! Well, I tried (flirting) and he tried, no luck. But at least I've shooed my bad luck away for the year by losing them on the table, that's what I always believe.
Almost everyone from dinner left not long after. Subsequently, Diana, Violet, Jev, the twins and I rocked up to Love Machine for Charm's night. We planned to stay for an hour but with the booze and the so very interesting people that I've met again, we couldn't help but got home at almost 4. If it wasn't for my aching feet, I would've danced all night with the girls, damn...
Woke up with a spinning head and feeling sick from those strong whisky that Violet was pouring for us. Violet stayed over at mine and that woman just couldn't stop talking in the morning while I was trying to catch more sleep and apparently I couldn't stop talking the night before while she was trying to fall asleep. I don't remember though.
Hm... we did go out like it was my birthday, indeed.