Sorry for the no posts in a while, but my life has been busier than I know how to handle.
But lets try and get back into it.
1. So the other night I was at a free house which ended up to be a rather interesting night. I wasn't drinking, so that made it all the more amusing as I roamed around the Santa party like a little lostie. But I knew a fair amount of people and people seemed to know of me, so i wouldn't say it was bad at all. When you step back and observe drunk teenagers, you realise how silly we really are. But wait, that's not even the interesting part of the night, what happened next was that the party actually got closed down by the cops. WTH?! I know, they pretty much had nothing better to do than pick on a free house where people weren't even making an excessive amount of noise. So the night consisted of:
-undercover cops, paddy wagons, uniform and several cop cars
-hidden bears in teh garden, and a persistance to go and retrieve them while cops where swarming the yard
-a park for a toilet
-several trips to McDonalds - fries, kebabs and eating someone else's bigmac =]
-trying to get back to the hosue many times
-cops swarming the streets, teenagers spreading out like shattered glass
-the owner of the hosue legging it up the street
-tactics and strategies
-hanging in a kids playground at midnight
and there's certainly more, but i'll save them for a personal conversation...
2. Sunday was my step-dad's birthday, and i nice day it was.
Small family outing to circular key where we saw a fabulous movie at Dendy, one that i recomend you all go and see. It's cute, clever, funny, witty and family-fun (yes, im a cheese i know).
And then to kill time we wandered up to the opera bar for a couple of birthday drinks, moving on then to Kings Cross where we had reservations for six at a small, neiche little wine bar.
But we got there a little early, deciding to have a bit of a stroll around. This was not my idea.
The whole day, i had been in gorgeous black heels. Heels that were now ripping into my skin with ever slight movement of my foot. FRantically buying a packet of bandaids worked for lets say, maybe 2 minutes? After which the pain immediately returned.
And im not talking cope with, I'm talking unbearable, blister-on-every-place-the-shoe-came-in-contact-with-my-foot pain. So off they came. And yes, I wondered around Kings Cross barefoot, holding my heels in my hand.
Dinner was nice though, and the cocktail was exceptional ;)
3. So yeah, I don't sleep anymore. My nights consist on several cups of coffee, quick msn conversations and working on ridiculous assignments on the floor of my bedroom untill 1 am in the morning... at least.
Coffee is my new survivor.
God knows what the hsc will do to me...
I'm going to be one of those nervous jttery wrecks that you never see without an extra grande cardboard cup clenched in her ink-stained hands. Charming, no?
4. Lucas has been my ABSOLUTE saviour this week. I honestly don't know what I'd do with out it. It is pure and utter genious.
I'm now known as the one who is always asking if anyone has pawpaw cream (if forgetting my own).
But really, sore/chapped/cut lips absolutely kill my life.
no exaggeration.
no hyperbole.
no play on words
Finally, i need a new wardrobe. as in clothes...
And this is adorable
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