The birthday party.

Last Friday I attended a birthday party thrown by my best friend Eva. I went there by car with two friends. We appeared there at sharp 9 pm. Staying on the pavement we easily could have heard the music played by powerful Nautilus speakers. Eva stood in the anteroom and was greeting her guests. Wishing her the best of luck I saw a big shining table. I gave her a present and I saw about 10 prepared portions of speed and rolled notes laying on the table. There were of course a lot of traces of already taken portions I do not have to say, that I do not take any drugs or drink alcohol.

I entered the living room and greet my friends. Everyone was having fun. Some people were dancing, some were sitting and resting with a drink in their hand. The familiar smell of marihuana could have been felt everywhere (It was The Hope Of Holland, but I’m not sure). About two hours I was dancing, resting and dancing again. Then Eva asked me to come with her. It turned out that the alcohol was almost up, so we went to kitchen to bring two crates of vodka and beer. They were to heavy for Eva to take them herself. The party was on and it was the dawn, what made us finish the party and went back home.

The amount of alcohol, stuff and speed served was really breathtaking. I do not remember any other parties, which could be compared with Eva’s one. Except the parties in my brother’s student hostel of course.