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im at a little internet cafe with jatu leaf and bam
we are in newtown in sydney.
last nite i got a lift with a friend, i made in newcastle, to sydney. i stayed with some kids. the house was in a worse state then mine and mine has been named the ghetto. it had the worst vibe ever. it was filthy and no one cleaned or really ate proper food. the people were really cliched. very sydney. i thought i was in the movie he died with a felafel in his hand. there was a german poet lady in black writing and chain smoking. there was a long haired ginger metal loving man that was moving to norway the next day. a girl that was like some purple anima super hero without any talents who worked at pizza hut. a dredlocked metal loving sculptor and a tasmanian comic artist.
it was a pretty wierd nite. one of the guys was chasing me to grab something off me. he grabbed me round the throat to stop me. which pretty much wigged me out bad. i know this guy means well and likes me and didnt mean to hurt me. but he did it didnt he. it makes me feel bad cause he was my friend and i cant feel the same way about him. he left the house and then sent me a text apoligising for doing it to me and invading my personal space. he said that a few years ago he used to be really violent towards his friends.
bam jatu leaf and i had monkey bars for 50c. they were the best ever. then we ate at the vegan resturant. sooooo much food. i am catching a bus to see dave in canberra now. bye.