atikah's unicorn/striptease partay!

I’ve just had my ‘LET’S GET TOGETHER BEFORE EVERYONE LEAVES’ gathering slash open house slash unicorn/ striptease party!!

The others just left a few hours ago and I figured that I might as well write everything down before I flop on the floor dead. I am extremely exhausted. For the past few days, I have played all the things I’m going to do in my head. I did a checklist. I spent a whole day just cleaning my room. Then another whole day to arrange furniture and get everything to look presentable. I had planned the food in advance and invited everyone a week before the day itself. I compiled choices of games to play.

And as usual, nothing goes as planned. Haha.

First of all, earlier I've mentioned that I was going to cancel the party if 10 people cancelled on me. Well, only 11 people came to my party. Yes, pretty dismal if you think about the original number which is 20. But! That meant only 9 people had cancelled on me so the party lives on! Oh well, I’m too excited to cancel the party anyways. I mean, I was just bloody thankful that people actually bothered to come here. And when I think about the things they have to go through just to arrive on my doorstep…

THANKS YOU GUYS! YOU MAKE IT WORK!

As expected, they were late. I don’t know how the KTM works so I was kind of expecting them to be late. However, I didn’t know they were going to be two hours late so basically, I was frigging restless like hell. I called Farisa every 5 minutes. I called Mahfuz every 5 minutes. I fiddled my thumbs. I played pinball in my computer. I walked around in a dazed sort of way. I took my time putting on my face. I was getting really depressed when I see my dinner table full of food and nobody eating them.

I was getting even more restless when my family members keep asking me whether my friends actually know I’m doing a party and wondering if they ditched me last minute.

I knew they wouldn’t. I mean, yeah, no way. But you'll never know.

So, I was in the verge of falling asleep, because the exhaustion from the earlier days is gnawing on my bones, when Farisa called. She and our pack have arrived. Whoa, it was like I’m all wide awake. Since apparently the taxis in Kajang area are blood suckers (I have no idea actually), my dad and I set out to pick them up at KTM Kajang. On the way to KTM Kajang, Diana (or did I call her?) called me and said she has reached Tesco or something like that. I gave her the directions before realizing that I am not even there to greet her! D’oh! I mean who has heard that the hostess is not in her own party?

On the way to KTM Kajang, I called Farisa and realized the guys have taken a taxi and reaching my house! Not only I am not there to greet Diana, I’m not there to greet Azfar, Aiman, Shahrul and Shahir! Bad hostess! So, by the time I picked the girls up, I was extremely antsy. This is the first time they’ll ever see my house and I didn’t even get to see their reaction… Hmph.

When I arrived home, the guys were already getting comfy in the main living room. I heard that Diana was upstairs and feared that she went into my room. So, I raced up the stairs and realized that she was only in the guest room. But since all of them are already upstairs, I showed them my room. ‘Oohs’ and ‘Aahs’ filled the room. They like the room colour and stuff. Aiman even said that if he had a room as nice as mine, he wouldn’t leave the room forever. Oh god you guys but yes, I’m flattered. Haha. Thanks.

By the way, yes, I did bring the guys into my room. My mum let me since it is sort of an open house, wasn’t it? I was just showing them how it looked like. No biggie.

At first, I called Farisa wondering if they wanted to eat first before an unofficial tour around the place. They opted for lunch first. But they’ve got caught up in my room and before we knew it, we were camwhoring crazily on my bed. CAMWHORING DEFIES HUNGER. No naughty poses though. Haha. Later, I ushered them all downstairs to eat. I mean, some of them haven’t even eaten breakfast and it was already 4 o’clock.

The party officially started at 4. The original time when I first planned the party. Thank god I didn’t set it at 4! If not, these guys would’ve arrived at 6!

There were nasi lemak, nugget tempura (Ramly’s brand! The exact one from the school canteen), chocolate brownies, satay Kajang and a bunch of other stuff. I admit there was actually an overdose of food here. I mean, there were just 12 of us when you think about it. And there was actually more food! Junk food basically but I’ve bought them just for the party but my mum told me the food supply is pretty much overloaded.

We had a brief eating time. Then, it was onto a game of charade!

They were broken up into two teams: Team A and Team B.
Team A: Farisa, Aiman, Shahrul and Farha.
Team B: Azfar, Miza, Diana, Shahir and Shameen.

The rules are the same like every other charade games. There were 3 categories: celebrities, television shows/ movies, and songs. You can’t choose categories. And yes, my own personal touch: panggil-a-kawan. Panggil-a-kawan is basically like talian hayat kind of thing; you call up a friend to either replace you or help you to act it out if the charade was too hard. The SUDDEN DEATH part was pretty much impromptu in my case because I realized that if I don’t stop this game, this will go on FOREVER. And the teams had a tie. So, I figured, great time to stop this. They had a tie again! Damn, these guys are good! But there has to be a winner!

So, another impromptu idea, each team picked the other team’s member to go against and they’re given the same charade. The first team to get it wins. And guess what’s the charade was? Mawi. Haha. Farha went against Diana but Diana was too quick.

Team B won and gets a Hershey Chocolate Marshmallow bar each!

You guys were so fricking loud! Haha. We were screaming our lungs out basically! I’m still laughing over Shahrul’s Pamela Anderson! Oh my god, damn graphic ok! A blind person could’ve got it! Even his Michael Jackson! Man, he’s terrific at charades. Farha is pretty good at guessing songs. Actually all of you guys were pretty good and even then you still complain over the 60 seconds time setting! Hmph!

Mahfuz and Fawwaz finally arrived around 6. Mahfuz was the essence of tamak haloba. Haha. He grabbed everything he can into his mouth! Fawwaz was cool as usual. But I can’t blame them since they haven’t eaten anything since breakfast! They ate in front of the pool. I felt bad though. Mahfuz has been telling me how much they have got to go through just to reach my house and they were only here for two hours! It’s like, so wasted! Initially, I thought maybe they should’ve not come but by the time I wanted to propose the idea, they were already on their way. And I didn’t even layan them that much! Sigh.

Then, we camwhored as usual. It was already Maghrib and I can see my mother eyeing us like a hawk because she doesn’t like people outside at Maghrib. But as I said earlier, NOTHING DEFIES CAMWHORING. We did a few pictures here and there. Then, I saw the glances between my friends. I knew they were going to push me into the pool. I KNEW IT. I can sense it and my spidey senses are ringing like crazy! I knew Farisa and Miza was behind it because even from the start, they were acting very suspiciously.

Then, KONON-KONON they want to take a last picture with me and the guys. And whaddya know, it’s right at the edge of the pool… Coincidence? I THINK NOT. Of course, at the point, I know I’m screwed. I’m dead. Mahfuz was a dead give-away. He was freaking hyper and made a point to stand near me. I wanted to stand at the side BUT NO, they want me to stand in the MIDDLE. How obvious can you get? I wanted to sit a little bit behind from the edge of the pool but they insisted! Mahfuz even pretend to be all merajuk. Hah, your fakery do not fool me! Even Fawwaz was being incredibly obvious. He was smiling like hell! And I thought I was safe with him! And I grabbed Azfar’s arm and I could hear him whisper to the other guys ‘she’s holding me.’ .

I can’t believe it! Everyone is effing against me! I am DEAD.

So, I said to myself ok, the minute the camera clicks, I’m on my knees. They can’t push me then right?

I was WRONG.

Before I knew it, I was cold cold all over. I was in the POOL. They pushed me while I’m on all fours. They pushed me even though I had my hands latched to the edge of the pool! What can I do? 6 guys against 1 girl! Fawwaz kept saying it was the greatest dive he had ever seen anyone do. OH GEE THANKS FOR THE COMPLIMENT. Oh my god. What the hell. I hate you guys. And whaddya know, my mum was ready with a towel. Apparently, they asked for my mum’s permission and she gave her consent. WHAT THE HELL. So, when I rose from my pool, I was wet all over and I was wearing something lacy, by the way. My clothes stick to me like GLUE.

I HATE YOU GUYS!!

Of course, they laughed at me. Damn you. Haha. So, I had to change clothes and they were leaving by then. My parents sent them to the KTM Kajang station and they were on their way…

All in all, I think it was pretty good. Slow at the beginning, funny and loud in the middle and a shocker in the end!

Shocker for me lah. Haha.

I hope you enjoyed the party. I wish to all my friends who are going to NS to take good care of themselves. I enjoyed the party though now I feel like a corpse, really. I’m so tired!! But I have massives of fun and I hope you too! Once again, thanks for coming!

-- This blog post was written on the day itself. Then, the effing earthquake made the internet all whack so I had to postpone posting it. Pictures will arrive soon enough but not now since uploading them is mega slow.