Things are fun

So much to talk about and so little time.

firstly this guys awesome i wish i was that cool at that age. seriously he looks 5 and hes already on bloody lookbook!

I have to show you what i bought at the markets in surrey hills. but i havent taken the pictures yet so i guess you'll have to wait. sorry .....

So i went out for the first time as an 18yr old and got royally drunk and discovered that i swear for no particular reason all the time once im vaguely inebriated. theres many an embarassing photo but i suppose its all in good fun.

lol i realised this is one of those lame pictures but whatever its up now. guess which ones me.

i cant remember whos finger that is. cool.

oh the best part was when i convinced everyone that we should drink out of bowls because its how the french do it. i knew that they only drink hot chocolate out of bowls but thats not nearly as fun. and you know what, for the rest of the night we did drink out of bowls.

i think this one was my own concoction- frangelico, blue cordial and lemonade. it looks like stagnant pond water but we still drank it.

oh and we got hungry at the house we went to after the commadore closed so we ate what i referred to the whole night as 'easy fucking mac'. it tasted good until we mixed tomato sauce, frangelico and blue cordial with it. i swear i didn't eat it then.

we left the poor girl whos house it was to clean it up and she said it smelt horrendous the next day. whoopppssss.

we met some nice irish men too who had some nice limericks. well kind of nice limericks anyway.

speaking of drunken photos(not that i really was but i thought these rather appropriate):

this is tame impala's lead singer looking drunk.

ahaha and then they switch faces:

its the little things that make me happy

k so then a couple days ago we went to surrey hills for the markets and this hibernian house thing. i think thats how its spelt. whatever. it was cool cos the walls were all graffitied :)

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thats were i bought my brogues which i will show u eventually ...

then we went to the markets and then we had lunch in the tame impala cafe (its actually some spanish cafe on oxford street but when we were waiting to see tame impala we saw them go in there hence its new name. actually i cant even remember what its real name is now that i think about it)

then we went to a friends house for a 'record party', well just a party where u brought records if u had them. it wasnt that record orientated really. there was no led zeppelin or the who or even the doors so it was a bit of an alternative fail. still fun though once wed had too much to drink we started dancing and spinning and speaking french and swearing and singing 'frere jacques' in a round in his backyard. hmmm fun :)

the sleep part wasnt fun at all....

but then next morning was spent sobering up and discussing the red cat that ari said she kept seeing. he doesnt have a cat so i dunno what shes on.

then we went to newtown for the festival after waving at poeple from the bus stop for what felt like ages and humming the benny hill theme tune to these kids running down the street. this is the original just incase u dont know it.

anyway it was lovely and rainy sometimes and sunny sometimes (should have more rainy really) and there we so many wonderfully interesting people to look at :D and the photos turned out rather woodstock-esque or something equally cool

and this awesome guy with the massive bubbles made my day:

then we drove to cremorne and picked up another friend just to go to maccas and then a park for like 20 minutes. but it was still worth it.

oh and i made my friends pretend theyd just bought a house hehe:

that always makes me laugh.

and i was reminded of the actual name of my favourite animal:

a friggen marmoset!!!!!!!

tada!!!

i feel complete again

oh and one last thing. i hate when people try to take things without asking. you know what i mean. you think they're one sort of person and then they turn out to be the complete opposite. and then you dont know how to deal with them .....

and now i shiver when someone calls me 'miss'

im not making sense. sorry.

thanks for listening with ur eyes anyway :)