traces of my memory

I must write this down for it may slip my memory for i have no journal and photos of this event.

The story starts with NYE and we gather in barcelona for dinner. Following the local tradition we all got a little box of grapes. Grapes? yes grapes. According to tradition, a potentional dissatisfied person can ingest the grapes during the transition of NYE to NY and his/her wishes will be granted. It is also believed that ingesting them all at one moment increases the potential probabilty of "wish-coming-true".

Given this knowledge, upon the transition time everyone started stuffing grapes in their mouths. Soon (5 seconds) we all realised, that the second part of the tradition could not possibly true as several of us began contemplating if the potential rise in "wish-coming-true" was worth choking to death for. So instead we started a new tradition with the grapes which involved the throwing, squishing and all types of mischevious behaviour to do with grapes.

Remaining out of the fray, i was gradually finishing my stockpile of grapes until i was sconed in the eye by Mr James Lee. Enraged, i responded accordingly by pegging a grape at him, now its hard to depict what happened after this point but if you have seen the Mike Vick Nike ads, wehre he throws a football at his teammate and his teammate gets totally knocked over. Imagine that, but with a grape. In my mind Wonzy was airbourne for about 5 seconds.

I was blind with laughter after that for the next 5 minutes.

(in truth, wonzy/james slightly overreacted to the peg and unfortunately tripped at just the right time as my grape hit him which caused the whole illusion of my immensely strong arm strength)