Invasion.

Everyone arrived at M's house last night with overestatic moods and a bucket full of stories. Kinda reminded him of Lord of the Rings, where the horde of Sauron's armies attacked Minas Tirith in the 3rd trilogy. The whole house was frantic and chaos; everyone was talking and drinking. It was a sight to behold. And it came with a dire consequence; a garbage dump of a kitchen.

Although it wasn't as long as last year's 4am swimming pool party, the atmosphere was great. But in the background, M was running back and forth trying to entertain every guest that was there.


Before M said to his roomate that he will take the party outside. However another group was BBQing outside , so there weren't any space left...so the kitchen became the new black. He thinks that he pissed him off and was not looking forward to meet him in the morning...if he ever does.