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Post-Hsc lifestyle.
yes, it is glorious.
though my money has just totally dissappeard which is not cool.
heres what i can remember since that fateful tuesday arvo....
elle came over, then we trekked it to pinpins house and stayed the night. watched dodgeball and talked for yonkers.
next day pinar gave me a lift home... and i... did something. that i cant remember...
wow, i really cant.
that was wednessday... oh yeah!
i saw jo. we went to hornsby to buy our tickets for ginas. then went on an adventure through the city, caught the ferry to manly and back, met up with honor, went to unsw for a arts media+communication thing, then me elle and hon watched a movie and elle stayed at mine, where we watched yet another movie.
the next morning i made eggs and elle went home. i de-cavewomanified myself by waxing my legs and watching fern gully. *love*
then i went back to the city and met up with elle and zoey to shop. didnt find anything unfortunately and ate some icky chicklen that was green on close inspection, at which point i threw it out. ew.
THEN i saw hon and elsie for a brief moment before mama picked me up and i went to some bar/cafe thing in sydney uni where this band was playing that me maj had to interview for work.
cynthia was there which was cool, we caught up and hopefully she'll be in rio for carnival and we can go together. hurray!
i went home and wasted time on the net, as per usual.
next day was friday. i returned all my books at school, attended the formal meeting, went to chatswood, bought charlies present, went home and got ready extremely early. went to becs house and bummed while she got ready, then kim came and we made an early entrance at toms 18th, where i started drinking at about 7/7.30. kim and i intended on getting wasted together as she wasnt driving and i hadnt gone out out since exams. it went well.
cam wanted a seat in louisa's already full car, and our kind drunk selves allowed it to be. somehow though i ended up on the ground with my undies showing and seat things sticking into my but while cam had a perfectly comfortable ride sitting in the passanger seat.
by this stage, i was rambling like a maniac.
upon arrival at charlies and nicks i went to the bathroom and got changed, a very difficult and time-consuming task which i eventually completely but kinda regret. my hair went crazy from the car trip as i had stylishly ordaned it with hair wax and spray, and as i sat with it everywhere i looked thoughrally retarded.
i cant remember most of that night, only that my malibu wouldnt fit back in my bag so i was drinking straight from this big bottle in a paper bag, looking like a bogan. the soreness of my knees the next day informed me that i was also walking like a bogan in heels all night. and my hair was yuk. the photos reflect this, fernandas night of boganisim.
but i had fun.
lots and lots of it.
charlies dad gave me, lou and giancarlo a lift home. lou went home and gc stayed the night. we made canned soup which was suprisingly nice then he ate boiled rice with fish and mussles, the only thing i could offer. he passed out on the outside couch so i made up his bed in the lounge, cleaned all our food adventures, moved the little philopino man and crashed in beddyboo.
the next day me and gc talked to my mum for ages outside, then we ate and made collags. he left at around 3 or 4, and i went with mum and helena to see a media screening of the road to guantanemo. really good, go see it. though i did expect the torture scenes to be... worse. if thats possible. still, it was the first movie to make me cry in 3 or 4 years. and thats saying something.
after that we went to jane and kevins house for dinner and i got to see karl who has grown so much! i hadnt seen him since he was about 5 and now he was 7. i think.... something like that. cute as ever, love that boy. his sis is cool too.
i ate with the parentals who were really funny, after all their wine. kevin and gus started telling highschool stories from their days at penrith high together. bloody hilarious pair, i swear to god. and the food was excellent - duck breast and a varitey of tasty salads.
so i had a suprisingly fun and entertaining night with my mama and her friends. was cool.
ps. i had to drive home cause the mother was a tad naughty and drank more than she could handle. but was all good.
THEN on... sunday we're up to now, i woke up at 10, had breaky then went back to bed. stayed there till 3. so good. like... so so so good, just the fact that i could sleep whenever i bloody wanted to :)
i woke up and showered, then made my way to the newtown festival where i met gc and his friend kate. we ate interesting food and looked at some stalls, didnt stay too long and headed home. giancarlo was tipsy and started very seriously singing in the middle of the streets. i laughed alot as it was about... 5pm.
i caught a train to central and WALKED all the way to king st warf to a restaurant called 'malaya' or something.
nicest food EVER. like seriously.... omg. so good.
i also got to order any cocktail i wanted. i went for the 'firefly' which full came in one of those martini glasses and was all orange and pretty.
i felt stylish.
we ate on a table with abut... 10-15 people, 3 families including me, mum and lena as one of em. the mothers from the other 2 had written a book which my mum helped promote through her work. they were so nice!!! and funny too. i especially like the short haired one, i think her name was gina. they were fantastic company, i hope i can be as flamboyant and full of energy when im their age. would be awesome.
and now pins over so i shall finish this lovely tale later
yes, it is glorious.
though my money has just totally dissappeard which is not cool.
heres what i can remember since that fateful tuesday arvo....
elle came over, then we trekked it to pinpins house and stayed the night. watched dodgeball and talked for yonkers.
next day pinar gave me a lift home... and i... did something. that i cant remember...
wow, i really cant.
that was wednessday... oh yeah!
i saw jo. we went to hornsby to buy our tickets for ginas. then went on an adventure through the city, caught the ferry to manly and back, met up with honor, went to unsw for a arts media+communication thing, then me elle and hon watched a movie and elle stayed at mine, where we watched yet another movie.
the next morning i made eggs and elle went home. i de-cavewomanified myself by waxing my legs and watching fern gully. *love*
then i went back to the city and met up with elle and zoey to shop. didnt find anything unfortunately and ate some icky chicklen that was green on close inspection, at which point i threw it out. ew.
THEN i saw hon and elsie for a brief moment before mama picked me up and i went to some bar/cafe thing in sydney uni where this band was playing that me maj had to interview for work.
cynthia was there which was cool, we caught up and hopefully she'll be in rio for carnival and we can go together. hurray!
i went home and wasted time on the net, as per usual.
next day was friday. i returned all my books at school, attended the formal meeting, went to chatswood, bought charlies present, went home and got ready extremely early. went to becs house and bummed while she got ready, then kim came and we made an early entrance at toms 18th, where i started drinking at about 7/7.30. kim and i intended on getting wasted together as she wasnt driving and i hadnt gone out out since exams. it went well.
cam wanted a seat in louisa's already full car, and our kind drunk selves allowed it to be. somehow though i ended up on the ground with my undies showing and seat things sticking into my but while cam had a perfectly comfortable ride sitting in the passanger seat.
by this stage, i was rambling like a maniac.
upon arrival at charlies and nicks i went to the bathroom and got changed, a very difficult and time-consuming task which i eventually completely but kinda regret. my hair went crazy from the car trip as i had stylishly ordaned it with hair wax and spray, and as i sat with it everywhere i looked thoughrally retarded.
i cant remember most of that night, only that my malibu wouldnt fit back in my bag so i was drinking straight from this big bottle in a paper bag, looking like a bogan. the soreness of my knees the next day informed me that i was also walking like a bogan in heels all night. and my hair was yuk. the photos reflect this, fernandas night of boganisim.
but i had fun.
lots and lots of it.
charlies dad gave me, lou and giancarlo a lift home. lou went home and gc stayed the night. we made canned soup which was suprisingly nice then he ate boiled rice with fish and mussles, the only thing i could offer. he passed out on the outside couch so i made up his bed in the lounge, cleaned all our food adventures, moved the little philopino man and crashed in beddyboo.
the next day me and gc talked to my mum for ages outside, then we ate and made collags. he left at around 3 or 4, and i went with mum and helena to see a media screening of the road to guantanemo. really good, go see it. though i did expect the torture scenes to be... worse. if thats possible. still, it was the first movie to make me cry in 3 or 4 years. and thats saying something.
after that we went to jane and kevins house for dinner and i got to see karl who has grown so much! i hadnt seen him since he was about 5 and now he was 7. i think.... something like that. cute as ever, love that boy. his sis is cool too.
i ate with the parentals who were really funny, after all their wine. kevin and gus started telling highschool stories from their days at penrith high together. bloody hilarious pair, i swear to god. and the food was excellent - duck breast and a varitey of tasty salads.
so i had a suprisingly fun and entertaining night with my mama and her friends. was cool.
ps. i had to drive home cause the mother was a tad naughty and drank more than she could handle. but was all good.
THEN on... sunday we're up to now, i woke up at 10, had breaky then went back to bed. stayed there till 3. so good. like... so so so good, just the fact that i could sleep whenever i bloody wanted to :)
i woke up and showered, then made my way to the newtown festival where i met gc and his friend kate. we ate interesting food and looked at some stalls, didnt stay too long and headed home. giancarlo was tipsy and started very seriously singing in the middle of the streets. i laughed alot as it was about... 5pm.
i caught a train to central and WALKED all the way to king st warf to a restaurant called 'malaya' or something.
nicest food EVER. like seriously.... omg. so good.
i also got to order any cocktail i wanted. i went for the 'firefly' which full came in one of those martini glasses and was all orange and pretty.
i felt stylish.
we ate on a table with abut... 10-15 people, 3 families including me, mum and lena as one of em. the mothers from the other 2 had written a book which my mum helped promote through her work. they were so nice!!! and funny too. i especially like the short haired one, i think her name was gina. they were fantastic company, i hope i can be as flamboyant and full of energy when im their age. would be awesome.
and now pins over so i shall finish this lovely tale later