hanging out and Mum's place
We went bowling last night at the new place. By we I mean me, Mark, Ally, Charlotte, Michael and Michael's girlfriend. We went to dinner before that. And we hung out at my place before that. It was good. Just like highschool, like Ally said. We just all slipped back into our seventeen (and eighteen) year old selves and laughed the night away without a care in the world. Well except when Ally bought a cheap pizza for dinner because she wanted to save money, but that's nothing unusual for anyone really.
Michael's girlfriend technically wasn't invited. She never is. I didn't invite Michael even, Charlotte did, but I don't really have a problem with that. I didn't invite him because he kind of just dropped off the face of the earth after school, and he is always hanging around with his girlfriend, whom none of us like, and she's kind of a boring person, and she doesn't like us, and he hardly ever came with us when we did go anywhere. Well last night he decided to come, and Charlotte didn't invite his girlfriend, but he brought her along, as always. We've kind of just gotten used to her being around whenever he's there. She's pretty quiet, and usually doesn't bother us. But we bother her. All that talking about sex and hook ups that might have happened and hook ups that should have happened and all the gropping and sexual innuendoes and all that, she's not comfortable with them. She pretends to be, and she acts like it doesn't bother her when Michael stares at Charlotte's boobs (and let's face it, who doesn't stare?), or when Michael and Charlotte try to figure out where four hours went one night when they were absolutely trashed, or when Michael jokes about Ally and sex. She sat through it graciously while we were at dinner, but you could see that it was wearing on her while we were bowling. We knew Michael would have a bitchy girlfriend on his hands when they got home. But, that's just who we are. We talk about sex. We rub each others legs and jokingly talk about hooking up with each other. We question each other's sexuality on a daily basis. But it's all just mucking around. I don't think she gets that. She takes it way too seriously.
Charlotte won the first game of bowling. She snuck up from nowhere to beat me by one point in the last bowl. It was really funny. The whole night was really funny. Only Mark was drinking though, because Ally, Charlotte and Michael were driving home, and Ally is drugging up some time soon so she can't drink for a while. It would have been fun if we did drink, but that'll happen next time. I completely sucked in the second game, but usually I suck in the first game so I didn't mind. The place was packed when we got there, and it was late by the time we finished so we didn't get to play pool or sing karaoke in the sound proof rooms either, but we'll do that next time as well.
It was great to hang out, just all of us being ourselves again. Things get lost really, with all this growing up and studying and working and living business. It was good just to have a night where nothing mattered, where we could just hang out and not care about anything. That's the only thing I miss about highschool, about being that age. The friends, the fun, the going out and doing whatever just because you probably don't have to go to work the next morning. But now we're all grown up with jobs and responsibilities, but we can't have grown up parties yet because we're not that old. We just want to go out and get drunk, but we all have work the next day. It's good to just sit around in the lounge room joking and listening to music. I want to do it heaps before Ally goes back, but I know we won't get time. That's the problem; time. Ally has to go away, and Mark works all through the week, every week, and Charlotte now works on the best nights, and I always have to get up early for work. And this uni break Ally had to do work placement, so that was two weeks where she was busy as well. But she'll be back for mid semester break this year, not like last semester. We'll get to catch up enough.
And I still want to go visit her, at some point. We can pool our money and share driving and go down there for a few days. It'll be great fun. Now all we need to do is plan it and hope that it actually happens. I'm sure Charlotte would be up for a road trip. And Mark got his full licence today, so he's no longer a dreaded P plater.
Today I went over to Mum's and did some cleaning out of crap.
I figured seeing as Louise dropped over the milk crate of stuff, she must want all of my stuff out of there for whatever reason. I doubt it's because she wants to clean up the room so she can sleep in it. It's probably some stupid middle child thing. She's a bit like that lately, a bit weird. She hates everything to do with me, and she's always really rude to me. Not that I really care.
So I went over and cleaned up under my bed and found these awesome shoes. They were in the box I'd sorted out of old shoes ages ago for the garage sale that Mum's planning on having some time in the not too distant future. Well I decided I can't get rid of them, even though they're too small for my feet and kill me to wear them. They're just so adorable! So I kept them, and I'm just going to keep them forever and ever because they look so cool. I'll just keep showing them off to people because I love them.
I found a bunch of old CDs today. Yes, actual CDs, that I bought, with money. Oh, and there were a few burnt ones in there as well. Most of them were compilation albums. The earliest is "So Fresh Hits of Summer 2000", and I've got a few albums in there too, like Aqua, which is only mildly embarassing. I don't remember buying Sophie Ellis Baxter though. I found some Christmas Carol CDs too. I packed them all up to bring them over here so I could put all the music on the computer, and then I don't know. Maybe I'll throw them. Maybe I'll keep them. I can't really sell them at the garage sale that Mum's planning. Who wants nine year old mix CDs? No one really. Some of the songs were good, but they're not really songs that are going to defy the ages and always remain good. Some of the albums aren't too bad. Like I'm still listening to Garbage, and the Boy Zone one is good too. The CDs here are piled next to Louise's crap that she got for her birthday (last June) that she still hasn't sorted through. And she gets the shits about my stuff there, she has way too much crap in there.
So now I've cleaned out all the stuff from under my bed. There was only three boxes full of stuff under there anyway, and one was the shoes that I'd already sorted out. Mum and I went through them and kept like three pairs to sell at a garage sale, and the rest I took to Vinnies along with some other stuff. I brought some stuff back here, like the CDs, and other random things, and some clothes and some bags, but the rest of it we either chucked in the Vinnies bag, or put in a box to go in for the garage sale. I found a lot of old writing sets with cute little teddies bears and angels and stuff all over them. Most of them were pretty full, so they can be sold. Now I've only got minimal stuff in Louise's bedroom, which includes the guitar and the violin under my bed which I will be taking at some point. Now it's Louise's turn to clean up her crap.
I had fun hanging out in the house on my own. I had my iPod and I just danced and cleaned and it was good while there was no one home. Then they came home, and Bub made a mess of things and Jayden was tempermental and I didn't get much done after that. I just want to attack that house. Seriously. Like I'm considering taking a week off work, and making sure that there are people there to watch Bub, and just taking everything out of that house and sorting through it with four piles; keep, chuck out, to Vinnies, and garage sale. And then we can have that garage sale, and Mum's house will be back to normal, and I won't be letting anyone trash it again. Ever. And I'll be taking all of John's stuff out so he can take it back to his parent's place considering he doesn't own his own house and he lives there.