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25th DEC : earlier on the day i was stuck in a rut, with christmas blues totally getting me down. i know i probably didn't have much of an excuse to be all blah but i just felt like pampering myself that day. woke up with a slight hangover from partying the night before. the gang had decided to pop over on xmas eve and there was booze,bikini's,underagers,old farts (ie us),skulking,flirting,sleeping,laughing - the works. it was no surprise i woke up on xmas feeling like shite. being a sucker for pain i invited some of the gang over on xmas night and surprise,surprise, they came. the night Started off pretty dull as well, what with all of us huddling around a single laptop screen by the pool, straining our ears (and eyes) to see the oh so fabulous Hedwig belting it out then seb came and armed with killer techno music of the likes of initial D, and melancholic jay chou we were all set to piss the young ones off, but they were most of them already pissed so our music had no effect on them. the gang were getting really cheesed off by some of the young ones who insisted on kamikazae-ing into the pool and belly flopping onto the bar area, leaving some of the guys pretty wet. shaun turned up,grumpy from watching king kong next to a raving lunatic who apparently, kept clapping his hands in a pretty freaky way ,shouting !KONG! whenever the big ape appeared. 3 hours of that...wow, respect man. We thought the night was all going to be pretty sober till the unthinkable happened. Ricky attacked seb and shaun resulting in both of them having to be sent to gleneagles pronto. to make things even peachier, seb turned out to be slightly anaemic, bleeding profusely from the puncture marks rickster left on his hand. He leant against the wall, his face all pale and his lips almost blue,and he was muttering something about feeling faint- we all were feeling faint. my dad and melvin were the probably the only calm ones amidst the chaotic frenzy of hysterics. Melvin began to tourniquet sebs hands and seb was seriously not looking good. Meanwhile, the belly flopping young 'uns had left the corridoor flooded with pool water, and the water was stained with drops of blood. Blood was everywhere, on the walls,on peoples faces, on towels,tissues... it was almost like a murder scene meanwhile,amidst all this gore, i was slipping and sliding my way across the corridoor to get to the first aid kit and back, coming close to falling and breaking my neck We were panicking,my mum was fuming at me for my 'negligence' *gah!!* , and everything was going wrong. Then shaun comes up to me limping and shows me the motherfucking vicious bite the ricky had left on his thigh. He was surprisingly chilled about it but was insistent on having a cigarette. Anyway,both casualties and the rest of us piled into the car and headed of to a and e in gleneagles. In gleneagles the row of waiting patients were giving the poor bite victims horrified stares, half filled with pity and shock When shaun walked past one old man , the old guy turned to his wife and pointed at shaun's mamma bite with eyes widened like saucers. I saw all of this and took this as a confirmation of my worst fears- that the situation was REALLY REALLY bad The three girls anne,anna and I were sitting on the couch, with me practically hyperventilating from the shock and guilt that was totally overwhelming me. Anne was trying to find the humour in the whole situation and anna was just basically trying to calm me down. One nurse was kind enough to tell seb of the different legal actions he can take against me haha...what. a. joker. Anyway, as the morning progressed (it was about 1 something when we arrived in the emergency room) exhaustion and stress were taking its toll on us and we ended up laughing it off on the way back. Everything turned out alright -more or less, with seb having both hands bandaged up and left with only 3 'free' fingers, and shaun being spared the injection he so feared. The night ended with more laughing,antibiotics,and some serious chain smoking Shaun has been texting me so that's good,at least i know he's alive. Seb has yet to contact me... i sure hope to hell he's not dead. So that was my christmas, ho ho ho ... it sure was merry. |
