Work has moved. Moving day was spent playing Frisbee with a mouse mat wearing a cape made out of business cards. Ed was pushing me on a trolley that had a lot of computers and monitors on it, we drove right into a wall and they all fell off. berrgggghhhh. By like 3 o'clock it was only me and ez left in the office staring at the phone, the only piece of furniture left in the office. I left and got cheaply boozed on $4 CORONA'S!
O'malleys was OK with Zap, Teddy and some guy with a distractingly big head and a small face. I went to Friday's but some girls were glaring at me so J came and picked me up and we looked at photo's that JR promptly got hold of and facebooked. *sigh*
I don't remember how it happened but all of a sudden a bunch of friends were around, they seem to flock when there is a hint of a party at the house of death. Accompanied H and burney to the witches and wizards party, it was basically a bunch of hippies on acid. I was really really boozed. Some girl was happily chatting with Geordie and B for ages, complimented Geordies shirt saying that it looked like Edgar Allen Poe, he said that I had drawn it, she asked me if it was, I said "No, but I've had the raven stuck in my head all week" she said "Oh what the fuck? fuck this." and stormed away. I don't UNDERSTAND! H, Burney and I ran into the hilarious English guy from previous parties, house. I dived onto his bed, missed, and smacked onto the floor. Added ourselves to MSN and changed his homepage to "Whosethegayestguyinthewholeworld""YOU, ITS YOU!" Back at the party everyone was onto the acid so I was out.
I saw the art space with ma on Saturday, its alright.
We went to lunch and ate the most delicious chips in the worldddddddd.
Saturday night was epic. I went on a mission to find a copious amount of cheap drugs. Fucked around for a bit and finally made it back home to select a poor choice of a too-skimpy dress for the valley adventures. I knew I'd get hassled but I figured, it was clean, just wear it. I got off at Central station to go to C's apartment. This boy standing in this group of boys looked me up and down with a surly look on his face, i said "WHAT!?" I don't know why, but I didn't wait to hear the answer and i started running away as fast as I could down Adelaide St. I was scared even though it was inner city, I was by myself and my shoes were falling off as I ran. I looked around and realised the ENTIRE group of stupid boys were chasing me.
I seeked refuge just past the security in the first club I went past, which was Phoenix. The security shoo'ed the boys away. I brought some youdels and skulled a couple of cans in C's apartment. Next thing I knew we were at Fridays with free entry's and the abundance of free drinks, the drinks which, I definitely didn't need.
Train rided to the valley, some large Samoan girls befriended me, and ironically some horrible man screamed at us on the train (he was obviously insane) "YOU TOLD ME THIS FUCKING TRAIN WAS GOING TO NORTHGATE, GET FUCKED!"
Saw Kim and all, hit the lowest part of the dignity scale when I ate a pill off the bathroom floor that B had dropped. All of everything hit me at once and I spent quite some time talking to the high school friends I was with about how much I loved them. A girl I was never really friends with in high school said "I always liked you in high school, I thought you were so funny, but so strange. So very very strange".
A random girl was by herself, she was on the large side, unattractive and on the not-the-good-kind-of-nerdy side and I asked if she would like to sit with us for a drink. She turned out to be one of the worst people I have ever met.
Me: " I Like your hair, it really nice"
her: "oh thank you. Your hair is really bad, what your wearing is really skanky, all you need is red lipstick to look like a total whore." "Oh, I'm so sorry, I always put my foot in it. I just saw my dad, I haven't seen him for years he abandoned me as a child. I just saw his band play, he's on heroin"
and then Basically, it was just 15 minutes of her re-iterating to me how unattractive I was. Then she followed me and Beth around the entire duration of the time we spent in the club.
A drink was spilled on the table, it coated my bag so I left to go to toilet to dry it under the heat vents. It was made of metal and i was utterly off my face, I put it right under my arm straight after it had been under the heat, it burned the hell out of me.
We left to go to Press and some stray boys were attached to us. I ditched them in a rude way and at the same time lost all the high school girls. B and I decided to bail to Rics where the line was epicly long.
We waited, and waited, and waited.
Half way through B and I were feeling defeated and contemplating giving up. All of a sudden I noticed a trashy blond edging her way up on my side grasping the wrists of her friends trailing behind her. I noticed she was trying to edge in front of me, and the more she inched, the more I inched on top of her pushing her into the wall. I turned to B and started getting really RHEALLY passive aggressive.
It became a bit of a game and there was no way I was going to leave the line now. At the top of my lungs I was yelling at B "Don't you hate pathetic bitches out for themselves to ruin every ones fucking night. We're one fucking person, It's not our fault their too ugly for the security to just fucking let them through. I'm going to make a fucking T-shirt and its going to fucking say 'was it worth it!'". The trashy blond turns to me and starts yelling back at me, something about it apparently being worth it. Suddenly we're at the start of the line and she goes to step in front of me. I completely shoved her out of the way and knocked her back. I got in first and as I ran up the stairs told the security the pushed in.
I crushed that bitch.
Rics was crowded but it was really fun. I spent a lot of time dancing with a beautiful girl named "Paloma". Sitting outside and completely fucked up, I fell backwards onto a table and for some reason glared at the boy sitting there like it was HIS fault. I left it for a few minutes and realised what I had done. I turned to the boy and apologised for the glare. He was really cute and had a nose ring, and turned out to be the most charming boy on the planet. He blurted out "I'm gay." and then we talked about music for ages and ages and he kept buying me these delicious drinks. He finally admitted he wasn't actually gay, and that "I just wanted me to keep talking to you because you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.". I don't normally buy into that kind of stuff but for like 2 hours he spent telling me how great I was, I thought he was great too so I let him charm me.
At club close, I demanded Geo drive me home (sorry!) but it turned out great because he hung out some more on the veranda. I was fucking fucked fucked. Ridiculously drunk and high. On the veranda I could hear voices on the road below mimicking our conversation. I looked down and 2 boys with an extreme height difference were walking on the road below, So I curled up in a little ball and hid under the doona. B and Geo kept talking so I said "SHHHhhhh" and then I heard the strangers say "Shhhhhhh" so I was very, very quiet.
all was still.
AND ALL OF A SUDDEN THEY PULLED THE BLANKET OFF ME AND SPAGHETTED ME!
so, 2 random strangers on my balcony completely scared the crap out of me turned out to be my neighbours and geo and B did not save me from the surprise. JR woke up because I squealed so loud.
And then I woke up with the biggest hangover from the last 5 years.
