"Saturday, when these open doors were open ended."
OMFG.
Two weekends in a row. Seriously? Did I just pull that off TWO weekends in a row? Fuck me (figuratively). I honestly never thought I would live to see this day. This new level of freedom at home is kind of freakin' me out a bit, and I probably abused it a bit but heck, why the hell not?
Jamez and I had made plans on Friday to hang out on Saturday, but then I spoke to Tim on Friday night and he was free all Saturday and said I should head up to Brisbane to his. But I had already made plans and I feel bad bailing on people, but Tim and I always make plans and we never really follow through or I gay out of it at the last minute. The past week has been awesome overall. I've been talking to Sam a lot - MSN, text and phone... Sam is my mentor/advisor/safety blanket :P Chris W and I had this epic doodling competition on MSN. He started it, but I totally won. But then I got over it 'cause it took forever to draw anything decent with a mouse. Still, the main thing is that I won. It's amazing how much love you can have for good friends. It's completely and utterly different from romantic love, but it's just as significant and just as meaningful and just as overwhelming to feel. I love my friends so effing much. Anyway... so Saturday morning comes, and Jamez messages me asking what I wanted to do and I decided I didn't want to bail out on him, so I messaged Tim to tell him I couldn't see him, and he phones me up and says I can bail on James. My parents were going to Brisbane anyway, so I could easily hitch a ride. Tim is pretty persuasive, and I did bail on seeing him last weekend when I was in Brisbane with Chris W, and I did want to catch up... fuck that's a mouthful, anyway so I asked mum and she was like 'whatever', so I took that as a yes. So I messaged James to reschedule to Sunday and he said that was fine :)
So, yay, I was going to Brisbane. My parents were going to the buddhist temple and Tim came and picked me up from outside the temple sometime around 1 p.m., and we went to his house and watched Skins. Lots of Skins. God, it's such a good show. We chatted and bummed around, it was awesome. Oh, did I mention Tim had a haircut? So his hair is short and he has this freakin' awesome fringe (damn, why do guys have the coolest fringes ever) and it looks soooooo good! And he's all fashionable and wearing cool clothes, and I look like the biggest bogan evar evar. Damn you and your impeccable taste in clothes! So we decided we wanted to watch Slumdog Millionaire (the actor who plays the main character in the movie is also in Skins, and it reminded us...) so we headed out at about 5:30 and walked to Southbank. Oh wait, Tim drove and parked a couple of blocks out and we walked the rest of the way. I saw Brisbane State High School for the first time! I don't know why that's exciting, but it is. We got to the IMAX theatres and the session was SOLD OUT! Bah. So we're like fuck... what to do now? Tim phones his friend and asks whether they want to meet us for dinner but they had other plans already, so he and I walked around Southbank, across the bridge to the QUT and walked around the campus and back through Southbank. It was a really good walk and the weather was really nice - cool and breezy. I love that bridge... I forget what it's called though. These two gay guys (they were holding hands) totally checked Tim out, it was so funny :) All this time, Tim's trying to convince me to stay overnight, but I'm thinking my parents would slaughter me if I even dare ask. But I did want to stay over cause I was having a lot of fun and I rarely get to see Tim. But still... getting slaughtered by parents is not so great. Oh... Tim put on a Palestinian scarf before we left the house (you know those huge scarves that are triangular and have tassles, that you tie around your neck - the really popular scarves at the moment, I forget the hip name for them, but they are actually Palestinian scarves) and it looked fiiiine. I've decided guys can wear fashionable scarves without looking like a douche.
While we were walking around chatting, Tim remembered he forgot to show me this great suit he recently bought, and I really wanted to see it too, so we walked back to the car and drove home so he could show me and wear it out to dinner :) We had this whole discussion re: suit-wearing etiquette, and I had no idea there was so much to it. I don't know why I thought I knew what I was talking about, lol, but I always figured you could just piece together a suit with any random shirt/matching tie, random belt and shoes and it would be fine, but apparently it's heaps more complicated than that. Haha... so we drive home so Tim can put on his suit - a dashing pinstripe brownish-grey suit, which looked really good on him. So now I feel even more bogan 'cause I'm in shorts, some random top and flat ballet shoes, and he's all... dashing. Way to show me up :P Jokes... anyway so he decided we should go to this Indian restaurant that he likes and I'm up for anything. We go to the bottle-o first and buy some drinks. I got a 4 pack of RUSKI Lemon Vodka... I really should try something new. I'm heaps more likely to try a new drink at a bar/club though. The Indian place was lovely, curry and papadums whoooooooooo! We ordered too much food, lol. We were heaps hungry beforehand... but we drank lots of water and filled up pretty quickly. The food was delicious; I haven't had Indian in years. After dinner we weren't sure where to go to drink (I thought drinking discreetly by the river at Southbank would be pretty sweet), but we headed home first so Tim could change out of his suit so he wouldn't ruin it when we started drinking.
Well had the entire house to ourselves all day 'cause Tim's parents were away and his sister was at a friends. So anyway, we watched cartoons on foxtel... King of the Hill, The Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad, Spongebob Squarepants. I haven't had SO much fun watching cartoons in ages. I love cartoons soooooooo much, but apart from The Simpsons and whatever other random cartoons (Futurama) they decide to show on TV during prime time/evening hours... I haven't been watching much. PIXAR movies and Disney animations and Dreamworks animations on the otherhand... we seriously own every mainstream cartoon/animated movie ever made. Dad is such a fan, and so are my brother and I. But I digress... / It was around 9:30 when dad called me asking when I'd be coming home and I told him soon. That's really when I should have asked whether I could stay over, because dad is much more lenient than mother dearest, but being silly old me I didn't. Tim decides he shouldn't drink until I figured out what I was gonna do, because if I had to go home he would have to drive me to the train station. Such a responsible, good friend :) And me, for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to drink enough to gain enough guts to ask my mum if I could stay. What the hell, I am so retarded. I have come to accept that Sam is right about my retardedness and I have made peace with that fact. We keep watching cartoons and a bit of Sex and the City (sorry Tim :P) and I keep putting off calling my parents, eventually mum calls at about 11:30 pm (where did all that time go?) and boy, is she mad. I pretty much just asked her straight out if I could stay. I was tipsy then (had 3 drinks) and sobered up real quick talking to mum. First she said there was no way I was staying overnight and how did I ever get the idea I could just spring this on them like that? I felt really bad, 'cause yeah... I should have told them sooner. I pretty much just kept apologising. Conversation went on for 12 minutes (I checked the phone timer after because it seemed to never end), and I guess she didn't have any choice but to let me stay. YAY! We skimmed some other channels and watched some music videos and chatted some more and I drank my last drink, I think Tim only had the one drink (good boy) and then went and watched more Skins in his room until we started seriously falling asleep... it was about 3 a.m. by then. We crashed on the bed, but I totally couldn't sleep. I tried for an hour. I don't know if it's cause I'm not used to sleeping over at other people's houses but the same thing happened last week at Chris's. I couldn't get to sleep for hourssss last weekend. I have this problem sometimes where I can't sleep until it starts to get light and I can hear noises from the outside world. But Tim's bed was a single so I didn't want to keep bashing into him while I tossed and turned, so at like 4 a.m. I got out and went and slept on the couch. And the cat came and slept at my feet... she is so pudgy and cute. Slept for like 3 hours, but that was ok.
I called my parents at 9 am and told them I was catching the train home soon, and dad said they were taking friends up to Brisbane and wouldn't be back home until 1 pm so they couldn't pick me up from the train station. Lol. It was weird and I couldn't be bothered having to meet up with my parents in Brisbane to hitch a ride home, so I decided I would catch the train to Nerang anyway. I called Jamez up and asked him for a huuuuuuuuuuge favour, I asked if he could pick me up from Nerang station seeing as we were planning to meet up on Sunday anyway. He said sure!!!!! YES! Total lifesaver. Tim drove me to the station, we said bye and he went straight to work. There were all these kids going to Big Day Out on the train, which for some reason put me in a really great mood. I smiled all the way home. There was this guy on the train who kept talking to everybody (but no one in particular) really loudly, it was kinda funny. I was so happy. Catching the train is awesome... it gives you time to reflect and think about random things without being distracted, and I was thinking about all the fun I had with Tim and just all the fun I've had these holidays in general. Which is a lot. Like, a thousand-fold compared to every other summer (except when I went travelling last year, that was pretty epic too) ... I wish I had got my head around myself and my life sooner and started being more open to being a teen/young adult instead of trying to be above it. I'm so retarded. So Jamez picked me up from the station and I just had to give him a huge hug even though he hates hugs and I haven't hugged him... either ever or not since high school. You can't ASK him for a hug he'll just refuse, you just have to spring it on him, lol. Oh wait... I hugged him in Sydney when he came down to visit me and he was leaving, but that was kind of a necessary obligatory hug, haha. Far out, I LOVE HUGS! I can't believe anybody would not want to hug :P He drove me home so I could have a shower first and while he waited he watched videos/TV shows on his iPhone, lol. My bro was home, so he let us in. After my shower, we went out to Pac Fair and had lunch and talked and James bought a dozen donuts from Krispy Kremes. Ew. Too much sugar. He was gonna eat them all himself! Anyway... I really owe him one. Can't explain how much I appreciate what he did... another amazing friend I'm lucky to have. I said I could make it up to him by taking him and his girlfriend (I don't know how to spell her name!) out sometime, and force him to dance lol. We decided we should call up Jason Leong sometime seeing as he seems to have dropped off the face of the earth and we miss him.
I don't know if it's just me, but when a friendship gets to a certain level I think of them more as family - both girl and guy friends - I was telling Erin that it's like you have this unbreakable bond and you just know you will always be there for each other, even if you haven't talked in months or years, and you love them and all their crazy 'flaws'... I hate the word 'flaw' though, because they aren't flaws... it's called CHARACTER, fuckwits. Jeez. Anyway. We hung out at Pac Fair for an hour or two, then Jamez had to get back to his assignment for this course he's taking, so he drove me home. Then I got a phonecall from my godsister, Tina, who wanted to hang out, so I drove over to her house and we went out to Southport and had afternoon tea at Australia Fair and chatted for aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaages. She's awesome... she's 28 and I've known her since I was 2 and a half. She said I sounded and looked significantly happier compared to the start of the holidays :)
Well this entry is way too long and I'm over writing. I spent 5 hours talking to Sam on MSN last night, it was really epic (seriously can't stop using that word) so my fingers/wrist/arms are really dead. ARGH I am so bummed five of my closest ever friends at college aren't coming back next year. I was just thinking of all the crazy shit we did last year and cracked myself up... man... it won't be the same. It's the end of an era. BUT Andrew from college randomly sent me a text just then asking how I was 'cause he hadn't heard from me in ages. YAY! I haven't been forgotten by my other group of friends at college yet.
Tomorrow I am going to Kitty's and we're going to bake some seriously FANTASTIC cakes/cupcakes. I CAN'T WAIT!
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Two weekends in a row. Seriously? Did I just pull that off TWO weekends in a row? Fuck me (figuratively). I honestly never thought I would live to see this day. This new level of freedom at home is kind of freakin' me out a bit, and I probably abused it a bit but heck, why the hell not?
Jamez and I had made plans on Friday to hang out on Saturday, but then I spoke to Tim on Friday night and he was free all Saturday and said I should head up to Brisbane to his. But I had already made plans and I feel bad bailing on people, but Tim and I always make plans and we never really follow through or I gay out of it at the last minute. The past week has been awesome overall. I've been talking to Sam a lot - MSN, text and phone... Sam is my mentor/advisor/safety blanket :P Chris W and I had this epic doodling competition on MSN. He started it, but I totally won. But then I got over it 'cause it took forever to draw anything decent with a mouse. Still, the main thing is that I won. It's amazing how much love you can have for good friends. It's completely and utterly different from romantic love, but it's just as significant and just as meaningful and just as overwhelming to feel. I love my friends so effing much. Anyway... so Saturday morning comes, and Jamez messages me asking what I wanted to do and I decided I didn't want to bail out on him, so I messaged Tim to tell him I couldn't see him, and he phones me up and says I can bail on James. My parents were going to Brisbane anyway, so I could easily hitch a ride. Tim is pretty persuasive, and I did bail on seeing him last weekend when I was in Brisbane with Chris W, and I did want to catch up... fuck that's a mouthful, anyway so I asked mum and she was like 'whatever', so I took that as a yes. So I messaged James to reschedule to Sunday and he said that was fine :)
So, yay, I was going to Brisbane. My parents were going to the buddhist temple and Tim came and picked me up from outside the temple sometime around 1 p.m., and we went to his house and watched Skins. Lots of Skins. God, it's such a good show. We chatted and bummed around, it was awesome. Oh, did I mention Tim had a haircut? So his hair is short and he has this freakin' awesome fringe (damn, why do guys have the coolest fringes ever) and it looks soooooo good! And he's all fashionable and wearing cool clothes, and I look like the biggest bogan evar evar. Damn you and your impeccable taste in clothes! So we decided we wanted to watch Slumdog Millionaire (the actor who plays the main character in the movie is also in Skins, and it reminded us...) so we headed out at about 5:30 and walked to Southbank. Oh wait, Tim drove and parked a couple of blocks out and we walked the rest of the way. I saw Brisbane State High School for the first time! I don't know why that's exciting, but it is. We got to the IMAX theatres and the session was SOLD OUT! Bah. So we're like fuck... what to do now? Tim phones his friend and asks whether they want to meet us for dinner but they had other plans already, so he and I walked around Southbank, across the bridge to the QUT and walked around the campus and back through Southbank. It was a really good walk and the weather was really nice - cool and breezy. I love that bridge... I forget what it's called though. These two gay guys (they were holding hands) totally checked Tim out, it was so funny :) All this time, Tim's trying to convince me to stay overnight, but I'm thinking my parents would slaughter me if I even dare ask. But I did want to stay over cause I was having a lot of fun and I rarely get to see Tim. But still... getting slaughtered by parents is not so great. Oh... Tim put on a Palestinian scarf before we left the house (you know those huge scarves that are triangular and have tassles, that you tie around your neck - the really popular scarves at the moment, I forget the hip name for them, but they are actually Palestinian scarves) and it looked fiiiine. I've decided guys can wear fashionable scarves without looking like a douche.
While we were walking around chatting, Tim remembered he forgot to show me this great suit he recently bought, and I really wanted to see it too, so we walked back to the car and drove home so he could show me and wear it out to dinner :) We had this whole discussion re: suit-wearing etiquette, and I had no idea there was so much to it. I don't know why I thought I knew what I was talking about, lol, but I always figured you could just piece together a suit with any random shirt/matching tie, random belt and shoes and it would be fine, but apparently it's heaps more complicated than that. Haha... so we drive home so Tim can put on his suit - a dashing pinstripe brownish-grey suit, which looked really good on him. So now I feel even more bogan 'cause I'm in shorts, some random top and flat ballet shoes, and he's all... dashing. Way to show me up :P Jokes... anyway so he decided we should go to this Indian restaurant that he likes and I'm up for anything. We go to the bottle-o first and buy some drinks. I got a 4 pack of RUSKI Lemon Vodka... I really should try something new. I'm heaps more likely to try a new drink at a bar/club though. The Indian place was lovely, curry and papadums whoooooooooo! We ordered too much food, lol. We were heaps hungry beforehand... but we drank lots of water and filled up pretty quickly. The food was delicious; I haven't had Indian in years. After dinner we weren't sure where to go to drink (I thought drinking discreetly by the river at Southbank would be pretty sweet), but we headed home first so Tim could change out of his suit so he wouldn't ruin it when we started drinking.
Well had the entire house to ourselves all day 'cause Tim's parents were away and his sister was at a friends. So anyway, we watched cartoons on foxtel... King of the Hill, The Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad, Spongebob Squarepants. I haven't had SO much fun watching cartoons in ages. I love cartoons soooooooo much, but apart from The Simpsons and whatever other random cartoons (Futurama) they decide to show on TV during prime time/evening hours... I haven't been watching much. PIXAR movies and Disney animations and Dreamworks animations on the otherhand... we seriously own every mainstream cartoon/animated movie ever made. Dad is such a fan, and so are my brother and I. But I digress... / It was around 9:30 when dad called me asking when I'd be coming home and I told him soon. That's really when I should have asked whether I could stay over, because dad is much more lenient than mother dearest, but being silly old me I didn't. Tim decides he shouldn't drink until I figured out what I was gonna do, because if I had to go home he would have to drive me to the train station. Such a responsible, good friend :) And me, for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to drink enough to gain enough guts to ask my mum if I could stay. What the hell, I am so retarded. I have come to accept that Sam is right about my retardedness and I have made peace with that fact. We keep watching cartoons and a bit of Sex and the City (sorry Tim :P) and I keep putting off calling my parents, eventually mum calls at about 11:30 pm (where did all that time go?) and boy, is she mad. I pretty much just asked her straight out if I could stay. I was tipsy then (had 3 drinks) and sobered up real quick talking to mum. First she said there was no way I was staying overnight and how did I ever get the idea I could just spring this on them like that? I felt really bad, 'cause yeah... I should have told them sooner. I pretty much just kept apologising. Conversation went on for 12 minutes (I checked the phone timer after because it seemed to never end), and I guess she didn't have any choice but to let me stay. YAY! We skimmed some other channels and watched some music videos and chatted some more and I drank my last drink, I think Tim only had the one drink (good boy) and then went and watched more Skins in his room until we started seriously falling asleep... it was about 3 a.m. by then. We crashed on the bed, but I totally couldn't sleep. I tried for an hour. I don't know if it's cause I'm not used to sleeping over at other people's houses but the same thing happened last week at Chris's. I couldn't get to sleep for hourssss last weekend. I have this problem sometimes where I can't sleep until it starts to get light and I can hear noises from the outside world. But Tim's bed was a single so I didn't want to keep bashing into him while I tossed and turned, so at like 4 a.m. I got out and went and slept on the couch. And the cat came and slept at my feet... she is so pudgy and cute. Slept for like 3 hours, but that was ok.
I called my parents at 9 am and told them I was catching the train home soon, and dad said they were taking friends up to Brisbane and wouldn't be back home until 1 pm so they couldn't pick me up from the train station. Lol. It was weird and I couldn't be bothered having to meet up with my parents in Brisbane to hitch a ride home, so I decided I would catch the train to Nerang anyway. I called Jamez up and asked him for a huuuuuuuuuuge favour, I asked if he could pick me up from Nerang station seeing as we were planning to meet up on Sunday anyway. He said sure!!!!! YES! Total lifesaver. Tim drove me to the station, we said bye and he went straight to work. There were all these kids going to Big Day Out on the train, which for some reason put me in a really great mood. I smiled all the way home. There was this guy on the train who kept talking to everybody (but no one in particular) really loudly, it was kinda funny. I was so happy. Catching the train is awesome... it gives you time to reflect and think about random things without being distracted, and I was thinking about all the fun I had with Tim and just all the fun I've had these holidays in general. Which is a lot. Like, a thousand-fold compared to every other summer (except when I went travelling last year, that was pretty epic too) ... I wish I had got my head around myself and my life sooner and started being more open to being a teen/young adult instead of trying to be above it. I'm so retarded. So Jamez picked me up from the station and I just had to give him a huge hug even though he hates hugs and I haven't hugged him... either ever or not since high school. You can't ASK him for a hug he'll just refuse, you just have to spring it on him, lol. Oh wait... I hugged him in Sydney when he came down to visit me and he was leaving, but that was kind of a necessary obligatory hug, haha. Far out, I LOVE HUGS! I can't believe anybody would not want to hug :P He drove me home so I could have a shower first and while he waited he watched videos/TV shows on his iPhone, lol. My bro was home, so he let us in. After my shower, we went out to Pac Fair and had lunch and talked and James bought a dozen donuts from Krispy Kremes. Ew. Too much sugar. He was gonna eat them all himself! Anyway... I really owe him one. Can't explain how much I appreciate what he did... another amazing friend I'm lucky to have. I said I could make it up to him by taking him and his girlfriend (I don't know how to spell her name!) out sometime, and force him to dance lol. We decided we should call up Jason Leong sometime seeing as he seems to have dropped off the face of the earth and we miss him.
I don't know if it's just me, but when a friendship gets to a certain level I think of them more as family - both girl and guy friends - I was telling Erin that it's like you have this unbreakable bond and you just know you will always be there for each other, even if you haven't talked in months or years, and you love them and all their crazy 'flaws'... I hate the word 'flaw' though, because they aren't flaws... it's called CHARACTER, fuckwits. Jeez. Anyway. We hung out at Pac Fair for an hour or two, then Jamez had to get back to his assignment for this course he's taking, so he drove me home. Then I got a phonecall from my godsister, Tina, who wanted to hang out, so I drove over to her house and we went out to Southport and had afternoon tea at Australia Fair and chatted for aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaages. She's awesome... she's 28 and I've known her since I was 2 and a half. She said I sounded and looked significantly happier compared to the start of the holidays :)
Well this entry is way too long and I'm over writing. I spent 5 hours talking to Sam on MSN last night, it was really epic (seriously can't stop using that word) so my fingers/wrist/arms are really dead. ARGH I am so bummed five of my closest ever friends at college aren't coming back next year. I was just thinking of all the crazy shit we did last year and cracked myself up... man... it won't be the same. It's the end of an era. BUT Andrew from college randomly sent me a text just then asking how I was 'cause he hadn't heard from me in ages. YAY! I haven't been forgotten by my other group of friends at college yet.
Tomorrow I am going to Kitty's and we're going to bake some seriously FANTASTIC cakes/cupcakes. I CAN'T WAIT!
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