i hope this song finds you fame, i want school kids on buses singing your name
it's been a while since i last posted, i think. i've been doing some 18-year-old stuff. like not getting id-ed at the bottle-o the first two times, but being id-ed everytime since, which is probably because i moved my id from the clear pocket to one that's easier to get it out of because all the clubs put them through those machines that check if they're real. at the paramount they even take your photo to compare them. it's a bit full on. i've actually only been out once so far, 'cause all my friends are strapped for cash atm but that was so much fun. we went to mint, the paramount, eurobar and the deen because we've set ourselves a goal to try every club in perth to work out where to go on new years. eurobars best so far because shots are only five bucks. anyway, sarah, chelse and i are going to shape tonight, and where ever else we find ourselves because everyone else is busy. it's aleena's boyfriends 18th tonight and none of us are invited because apparently he doesn't like us, which we find really upsetting because we really like him.
anyway, this is a bit incoherent (i seem to put that in a lot of posts) because i haven't had a decent amount of sleep for a while. last night we went to a quiz night, the night before i slept over at jot & liza's and watched the sisterhood of the traveling pants 1 & 2 and ate a gilmore girls-esque amount of chinese (which was fitting because alexis bledel played lena which is ludicrous because she is WAY too pale to be greek but we didn't care because she's so pretty and sweet) and the night before jot and i watched liza play with her band (the morning night) at the rosemount hotel. it was kind of a big deal because the guitarist from the brian jonestown massacre payed with them. he has the weakest handshake ever and was completely baked, it was so funny. and jot spilt her vodka and redbull all over me just after saying that it would be my fault if she got breathalized. the irony made up for the stickiness.
oh, and i bought my parklife ticket.
anyway, this is a bit incoherent (i seem to put that in a lot of posts) because i haven't had a decent amount of sleep for a while. last night we went to a quiz night, the night before i slept over at jot & liza's and watched the sisterhood of the traveling pants 1 & 2 and ate a gilmore girls-esque amount of chinese (which was fitting because alexis bledel played lena which is ludicrous because she is WAY too pale to be greek but we didn't care because she's so pretty and sweet) and the night before jot and i watched liza play with her band (the morning night) at the rosemount hotel. it was kind of a big deal because the guitarist from the brian jonestown massacre payed with them. he has the weakest handshake ever and was completely baked, it was so funny. and jot spilt her vodka and redbull all over me just after saying that it would be my fault if she got breathalized. the irony made up for the stickiness.
oh, and i bought my parklife ticket.