partay

So I had like a PARTY last night but it was more like a small gathering of 7 people with food ordered and endless alcohol (and the good stuff, I’m talking Tanqueray and Black Label and some decent Cabs). Between five drinkers, we finished one entire bottle of Black Label whisky, 2 bottles of red wine and half a bottle of Tanqueray- staying true to Sri Lankan alcoholic statistics. Needless to say, there were dramatic side-effects for some of the recipients. However we had a guitar and the drums and we caused merry hell till 4am after which everyone fell asleep on the floor. Thank god I have decent neighbours. I had warned them before. And I hardly ever throw bashes at my house so it was good. I remember thinking in my state of inebriation: even when I wake up tomorrow, in the morning, the news shall still be true.

On competitiveness. I reckon I’m not competitive, well at least not particularly so, (I know some people who will howl with disbelief at that statement) but I think is that what I want is to be placed somewhere comfortably near the top. I do not have the drive or motivation to be first, but just good enough only and I could never tolerate being the bottom of the class, as I have been on occasion in my past (think J1).