midas is king and he holds me so tight
on sunday i had a family picnic at kings park. there's an enormous climbing frame which is basically a rope web round a ten foot pole. my youngest cousin (sophie) is like the queen of climbing, she's only 6 but she just gets to the top and stands there, normally without holding on. my aunt can't bear to watch and when she held the rope and lifted her feet off i had trouble watching too.
anyway, it's normally her and her older sister, tash, but for some reason, this time thomas, whose 13, and my sister decided to get in on it. then i kind of realised that it was my last day of legal childhood and i wanted to conquer my fear of heights and climbing so i got up there too. it took an embarrassing amount of coaching but i actually touched the top and i was so proud. and so was everyone else. sadly enough, it was an amazing achievement.
then we did cake (chocolate pavlova).
then we played the traditional family boys vs girls soccer match which is a little unfair because there are twice as many girls than boys in our family but it was a draw anyway. i don't actually know why we play soccer because we all follow aussie rules. maybe it's meant to be safer but georgia and thomas spent more time lying down than standing up. and my uncle stephen tackled mum to the ground and gran was a champion goal keeper. it's funny how the genetics show through because there were so many times when em, dad or i went for the ball and just missed it completely. we find it funny but the more athletically talented members of our family find it kind of disturbing.
on my actual birthday, monday, mum woke me up, instead of the other way round and i got all sorts of lovely presents including a mug with the cover of the penguin edition of persuasion on it. it's so cool. and dad got me five seasons of foyles war mainly because he really likes it too. and i got new glasses but they haven't arrived yet. >:@
then everyone left me and i went to the licensing centre to apply for my proof of age card. then i watched the whole of the it crowd, series too, which em got me.
the original plan for that evening was to go to the deen (pretty much the only club open on a monday) and then to crash back at mine but i changed it to just a normal sleepover at the last minute because anna and chelse had both come to me separately to say the couldn't afford to go out and i spent ages convincing them to let me pay and then steph called to say she was too sick to go out and since that was half of us i thought it would be easier but steph didn't stay over anyway. mum was so good about it considering how late notice it was. she actually went out and bought an icecream cake while we were getting pizza.
and we drank enough champagne and riccadonna to get steph drunker than she ever will be, as in, mildly tipsy. then we got out wolf creek and twee-light and steph left.
if wolf creek taught us anything it's that we can no longer watch horror movies. we used to love them but we were completely petrified the whole way through. though we'd never seen one set in australia before, which didn't help. we're now rethinking our roundtrip around australia plans for the summer. and twilight was actually funnier the second time. i still liked rpattz the first time but i've joined the general "he's a dick" consensus and i've realised how bad an actor k-stew is. i love the bit where he's all "everything about me draws you in. my voice..." while i've spent the entire movie thinking how much his voice sounds like jake gyllenhaals in bubble boy. and k-stew has such a freakishly deep voice. and the plot doesn't make sense. it's actually the worst love story ever. he wouldn't love her if she wasn't delicious.
anyway, i'm eighteen now. yay.