word
to the big soul sista
this week gone was soso crazy. this week coming is going to suck harder than paige on ashs knob just because this one was fun. and by this one.. i dont mean ashs knob. but apparently it is fun. aye paige? AYE? harrr harrr i jokeee.
so monday was our last "formal" day of school, which was pretty much a wank because tuesday was more formal than anything. whatever. the sluts are cutting up their dresses to look even sluttier. maww. so the theme for our dress up was the letter p. some people came up with some grouse ideas - meanwhile there were about 29823731982 pixies. A LITTLE CREATIVITY THANKS PEOPLE. we were a rockin' pirate posse. we had planned to take on the other pirates - yet they were all poo pirates, so we retired to the staircase to eat sausages. oh, how evil of us hahaha.
following this was karaoke. i'm pretty sure the key to karaoke is to either a) go first when people aren't over it yet or, b) not be fucking lame.
IS SIMMO LOOKING DOWN SENS.. GOWN HERE OR WHAT?!
i think this is pretty self explanatory... yes thats right, they're all rubbing eachother with lube in preperation for our farewell orgy. simple!
so many people killed the all nighters that night. HOW i ask, did they make it through tuesday? that being our REAL last day. Parade, colours assembly, then church. so the parade was lustig. a few lame acts, but its only to be expected from a bunch of retarded pieces of shit. oh my. GET THIS GIRL A SAUCER AND SOME MILK!
so valedictory was better than a nice warm vagina on a cold day. "i have this crevice between my legs.. a 'vagina', i think they call it? sounds like this 'penis' of yours would fit nicely with it" - dayyyum. talk about random sms this night! how many years did it take for the few hundred of us to put aside our differences for just a few hours? ding! amazing night though. funny to see my dad having a goss with rog chau hahaha.
our table. aww, arent we lovely. hahaha
my darrrling little valedictorian! .. and ali.
kate and i posing... just for a change!
so after about 20 million changes of plans, and underpants.. (uhh?) we head to whatever the fuck breakers is called now. all the mixers of people drinking and dancing together was the best. fuck knows what happened, but everyone cleared out after about an hour. i think it was the word "cops" which made them shit their pants. so that left paige and i.. alone of the dancefloor.. drinks in hands.. refusing to leave hahaha. word up to us for standing our ground, as this lead to the owner of the place hitting us up with cowboys and - fucked if i know how (again) - but it wound up myself, paige, hill, that lady i dont know, knox, scott, and was it phil? i forget already.
stayed upstairs drinking and dancing. found the worst songs we could play on the jukebox. played some baaddd pool. quizzed marinda on whether or not she'd sucked some cock in order for us to still be there? and they made us food? haha oh my.
on the oh my topic.. i saw paiges nipples. several times.
we had emo's on the floor in the corner, got the fuck outta there, paige pissed on her foot, trekked with knox and phil, i wee'd behins MP KFC, found a trolley.. and well, you know the rest.
wednesday. hungover. sleep
azzie was home thursday and made me do a bunch of gay stuff cos he didnt want to do it by himself hahaha. yes. we even had to wash our cars simultaneously. gay! miss g came over in the afternoonooo and we did el nothingo. kath and kim. mmmmm, truuuuuuude! so we start with the shots.
at first we're pouring them at a fast pace, because.. maw, they're shots? then we decided the shot glasses aren't to our desired sizing, so we try to pour them so they're EXACTLY right. time goes by, and mum turns around from the sink, and in a tone of voice which im not quite sure to describe, she says "uhhh... i think you've had ENOUGH girls". this is the point when we realise, through the course of all our trial and error for thr perfect shot, we've had about 10 shots each. we look at eachother, giggle, mime to eachother how many we think we're up to, giggle some more, then i put the fucking lids on the bottles.
the fuckwit at the door asks me for about thirty thousand forms of id, meanwhile, the tiny shit standing next to me (kate), breezes through on some dodgy id that says she's 23? haha fuck! we get in, see a few people, and make our way to the bar. marty shows us his freshly shaven pubic region. nice. shane met us not long later. my gosh. double scotches. i practically had alcohol coming out of my arsehole by the end of the night.
summer boy called me summer. salt n peppa rocked it. mitch and wal put ice down my top. i poured an entire glass of ice down my top. td boy had a pineapple on his neck. we ran into rory, who was accompanied by scott?! obviously i am still amazed by this! hahaha.
this reminds me so much of my brother, that i dont know whether to laugh or vomit...
this photo makes me laugh so hard that i couldnt help but post it again. fuck. hahaha.
this boy stands on girls feet hahaha.. or... does he?
so we're like freezing and ready to leave, so adam, ash, juzzy, mac and haylie leave with us. we go to that funny immo 711 on the goo side for my lovely post-goo k-time bar. uh huh. uphold traditions!
so anyway - it was probably just due to my (extreme) intoxication, but i swear it tasted like shit. actual shit. i spat half of it out, then decided to whinge to the store attendant about it.
"it might be out of date. i'd better check it. people could die" i say.
i check. alls good. march 05 or something.
"look at it though. its fucking discoloured. did you leave it out in the sun or something?". i trail off. i leave the store.
we study it for a moment out the front. it DOES look bad.
haylie - "throw it at him"
now normally, we would laugh at this idea.
this night, we laughed at the action.
actually nay, that is a lie. the group of us had to run up and hide in the alley, where we could then piss ourselves.
funniest thing was though, i actually hit some dirty fuckarse with dreads who was standing infront of the counter reading something. he had no idea what was going on. hahah good times...
taxi. kates gunna bommmit. out of taxi. kates gunna bommit. in the house. kate bomitttts hahaha.
hahaha. gosh we felt like shit the next day.
that night. seny dragged me (and i mean, literally DRAGGED me) to cam's 21st. we weren't there for long. you know when sometimes people getting naked is super funny, and sometimes its just plain.. wrong? this was one of those cases where it was wrong. some pretty good costumes for dress up though. the one image im going to leave you with for this night is this -
oh yeah. thats sexy.
satskis ash and adam came up for a bit to vissy. we watched some new family guy and ash defaced my little golden books hahaha. i did some motherly duties that night. washed dishes, stared at the gigantic piss stain wil left on the carpet because i had no idea what to do with it hahah. grouse.
sen and i went to tan's later. had some drinkies with her, tim and alex before heading out. interesting night this. hahaha, i dont know what to say about it, nor do i have any photos to post for it. i do however, have a disposable camera which i have to get devloped which has a few pics on it from just about each of these nights out i think.
later back at tans, i dont know if it was just because it was late, or the alcohol comsumption, or what. but the lamest jokes were made, and laughed at harder than ever before. alex was dribbling we was laughing that hard? we thought he was going to vomit hahahaha. bomittttttttttttt. never mind. we can vacuum pack that drool for later.
so yep. that's about all i've got...
need to rep up some photos of the FSC i say. true and or true?