My course (we fondly call it C121) celebrated the anniversary with a bang. The original plan was to have BBQ. But the weather fouled up. So the boys brought the cooking indoor. Instead of grills and charcoals, all our food ended up in pots and pans. All C121 gatherings are never complete without booze. But it will also always end up with a few drunks, bunch of sobers and one helluva noisy night in the hostel. That night was no exception. One started with a prank, a minute later, baby powders and sunscreen lotions go flying in the air. Johan was going around with his rubber stamp, stamping on others gleefully. I remember that stamp on my head you bastard, haha. Timmy the drunkard was in cloud nine and took all the flaks and pranks as usual. Someone was stripped as well. If you are reading this, next time don't resist. Resistance is futile. Muahaha!!! There goes your pants.
