shizzles holiday journal... not very interesting
saturday night: spent sleeping, recovering from friday night fun and a full day of work on saturday... good start!
sunday: wake up and have pancakes mmmmmm... then start cleaning the party place, cutting out decorations
im so talented. i forget what else i did... then Kye came, hanging out, eat some spicy pie, start getting all dressed up.
wait for more people to come, put on some kool tunes, dance badly, have a yummmy apple, dance even more badly, smiles, pile in the car, head to swinging safari, still dressed in my madonna 80's outfit. get in for free, get laughed and pointed at, dance badly, walk to the petrol station, scare some people, walk back, dance more, another yummy apple, inspire more people to dress up, get scared by crazy old men talking weird, still dancing, still smiling. dj finishes up, oh noes swinging safari finishes. say bye to nicole, walk to surfers. feet hurt, but i cant feel them that much. go to berlin bar, get laughed at hysterically by the door girl, get in for free thanks to bindis powers of persuasion. go inside, get laughed at (yes i looked that bad), dancey, leave, go to the bedroom, more laughs
dance like i dont care, mmmm apple, fun times, hugs, bad dancing, more hugs, go back to berlin, my feet hurt, berlin sucks, decide to go home (its about 3:30 at this stage), wait for a taxi, get fed up waiting for a maxi taxi, then just as we walk off, maxi taxi comes, we run back and get maxi taxi, get dropped at broadbeach, my feet really hurt, realise i have bad blisters from new shoes and fishnets 
walk home in my leg warmers on my feet. wait for shower, look for gum, crash into bed.
Monday: get woken at 5:30 by cold cold hands on my face, sleep, wake up at 8:30, sleep, wake up at 10:30, sleep, wake up at 12:30, be lazy on the couch for an hour while we decide what to do today, rock pools? springbrook? tamborine? ends up being kurrawa across the road pretty much. lie in bed, look at photos, go to kurrawa, eat some wedges and have bad photos taken of me. mmmmmm wedges. red lemonade mmmm, go to woolworths, buy huge water, and lollipops, go home, sleep, wake at 6:30, watch memoirs of a geisha, eat some of rhians pizza, sleep.
Tuesday: wake at 8 to see bindi leaving, go to sleep for a bit longer, make some breakfast out of my breadrolls that are a week out of date mmmm tasty. get bored, go to tweed, go thru boxes, eat some pizza, mmm pepsi, more boxes, crazy man, my brain hurts, go home, feet sore, chat, chat, warm shower OVER 4 MINUTES SUCK SHIT. wish i had a bath. look at ball gowns. think about sleeping.
tomorrow might be more interesting... im going to see erins house she built. it will be weird to see her again, i wonder if she will notice the changes in me.
woot for paid holidays!
saturday night: spent sleeping, recovering from friday night fun and a full day of work on saturday... good start!
sunday: wake up and have pancakes mmmmmm... then start cleaning the party place, cutting out decorations
im so talented. i forget what else i did... then Kye came, hanging out, eat some spicy pie, start getting all dressed up.
wait for more people to come, put on some kool tunes, dance badly, have a yummmy apple, dance even more badly, smiles, pile in the car, head to swinging safari, still dressed in my madonna 80's outfit. get in for free, get laughed and pointed at, dance badly, walk to the petrol station, scare some people, walk back, dance more, another yummy apple, inspire more people to dress up, get scared by crazy old men talking weird, still dancing, still smiling. dj finishes up, oh noes swinging safari finishes. say bye to nicole, walk to surfers. feet hurt, but i cant feel them that much. go to berlin bar, get laughed at hysterically by the door girl, get in for free thanks to bindis powers of persuasion. go inside, get laughed at (yes i looked that bad), dancey, leave, go to the bedroom, more laughs
dance like i dont care, mmmm apple, fun times, hugs, bad dancing, more hugs, go back to berlin, my feet hurt, berlin sucks, decide to go home (its about 3:30 at this stage), wait for a taxi, get fed up waiting for a maxi taxi, then just as we walk off, maxi taxi comes, we run back and get maxi taxi, get dropped at broadbeach, my feet really hurt, realise i have bad blisters from new shoes and fishnets walk home in my leg warmers on my feet. wait for shower, look for gum, crash into bed.
Monday: get woken at 5:30 by cold cold hands on my face, sleep, wake up at 8:30, sleep, wake up at 10:30, sleep, wake up at 12:30, be lazy on the couch for an hour while we decide what to do today, rock pools? springbrook? tamborine? ends up being kurrawa across the road pretty much. lie in bed, look at photos, go to kurrawa, eat some wedges and have bad photos taken of me. mmmmmm wedges. red lemonade mmmm, go to woolworths, buy huge water, and lollipops, go home, sleep, wake at 6:30, watch memoirs of a geisha, eat some of rhians pizza, sleep.
Tuesday: wake at 8 to see bindi leaving, go to sleep for a bit longer, make some breakfast out of my breadrolls that are a week out of date mmmm tasty. get bored, go to tweed, go thru boxes, eat some pizza, mmm pepsi, more boxes, crazy man, my brain hurts, go home, feet sore, chat, chat, warm shower OVER 4 MINUTES SUCK SHIT. wish i had a bath. look at ball gowns. think about sleeping.
tomorrow might be more interesting... im going to see erins house she built. it will be weird to see her again, i wonder if she will notice the changes in me.
woot for paid holidays!
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Thank you!!
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