summafield dayze was SO HOT.
I woke up feeling really sick from Friday night, and the hour and a half it took to get there really didnt help. I forgot my sunglasses so J lent me some of her ridiculous faux sunglasses that were actually for 3D movies... =HEADACHE
the fluro and the heat all around was ridiculously painful. I ended up choosing one of my dresses that were white just because it was cool. It can never be worn again..
We got there and the amount of people and colours and get ups were amazing but due to the extreme flooding the ground was just a giant mudpit. We met up with a whole heap of different groups of valley friends. I had been ignoring T* calls and messages because he was working there, so he called J and met up, so we ended up spending the entire time together because he ditched work.
I was excited to see New Young Pony Club, and they were OK. I really wasnt generally impressed with the festival, I probably wouldnt go again. About evening time I started to get a bit weird thanks to the 4 pills, the point of speed and the tab of acid as well as an unlimited supply of free drinks.
I remember kissing T* on the ride and yelling "STRANGE PLACES TO MAKE OUT WITH PEOPLE"
Actually... I don't really remember much.
There was a scary carni, he was a mutant and I was afraid, and at one point i was rolling in the mud. I also tripped out because i thought the mud was sucking me in.
The toilets were fucking disgusting. Imagine a coffin, upright, that someone had pissed all over, and then left in the sun for 12 hours, and then smeared some poo on, and then some fresh piss as well, and the entrance being a piss infested mud bath.
I lost myself and everyone else for a while, I ended up getting attacked. Last thing I remember some guy yells "I'm going to catch me a model!" and then im tackled on the ground whilst he tried to steal my bra.
The amount of fucking disgusting CHOPPED CHOPPED CHOPHEADs was pretty terrible as well.
We had to fight for our lives to get on a bus. It was like a giant CRAMMED as many people in as possible, like a sardine can only so much tighter. IT WAS AWFUL. There were all these ridiculous chopheads swearing their heads off "fuckin buses, fucking cunts". Eventually we got on a bus, I held onto T* as tight as I could and he pulled me on, we got a seat but the bus was so packed and everyone was so sweaty there was no air and the windows fogged up from the sweat. I'm claustrophobic. Biggest panic ever.
We followed T* out so he could call us if there were any drug tests, on the way home something happened to his car. He must have hit something but he had to pull over 3 times. That was bad. I forgot I was in my underwear and got out on the highway. J very nearly got hit by a massive truck. Its so frightening to be very close to edge of the highway in a 110 zone especially. I drove it to a service station (BAD IDEA for me to be driving) it was making the worst noise, I think a bit of tyre went up and smashed the front of the body kit.
We had planned to get to the valley by 3 for lockout but ended up spending until 5 in the morning chatting on a picnic bench at the BP.
I had the best shower of my LIFE at Jordyns.
