Man, something WAk is going on in here. There's noises in my walls and it's not just me going crazy. Or is it? Fuck, now there's something walking outside my window. If I were home by myself - and on drugs - I'd be freaking out right now.
You know what? I love this course. It's like constant play time for grown ups. Today in science we had to make a toy, a board game or an item of clothing, so we spent all class running around and sewing things and sawing and drilling and Sarah sewed some buttons in my hair and Mark and Ben made a catapult using a mousetrap and my group made the evil rag doll of DOOM. Later we went to the art gallery which made me happy, because art galleries do.
AARRRRGGG now it's in the roof, what is GOING ON??
So it turns out that Martha's obscure dress up theme was merely an excuse for her to wear the truly horrendous faded denim short-shorts sleevless collared jumpsuit that she wore to her birthday last year which was no less terrifying this time around. Although fortunately she went through about 12 costume changes so we didn't have to look at it for too long. I copped out and 'co-ordinated' by wearing everything red and black, just like i do EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE. or most days, anyway.
My friend Irene, who I haven't seen for about 6 months (which is a seriously poor effort on both our parts, especially since she lives on the same road as Tori) was there, so we spent much time filling each other in on the lives of all around us. And psychoanalysing everyone, especially Martha. I'm totally out of the loop with that group, which both makes me sad and feel grown up at the same time. Anyway, moral of the story for those who know them, Sarah is doing honours and is unhappy (aren't we all), Irene is chirpy, Pip is a sweet sweet individual as usual, Alice beat me at an arm wrestle which is depressing coz she's a bean and I'm beefy (but I'd been turning compost heaps all day so i was fair knackered, that's my excuse and I demand a rematch), I gave Anna gastro, Tori got a job at some pub and Martha has slept with EVERYBODY.
Backstory - Martha is, in fact, my girlfriend-before-Anna. We went out for a month and it wasn't a roaring success. i was her girlfriend #1, and I had tremendous trouble getting her out of her clothes because she was scared, so it was like one baby step at a time. Today you can touch me here. This week I'll take my shirt off. Next week you get to see nipple. And so forth. Until I convinced her that girls weren't actually scary, at which point she broke up with me and slept with half the country.
So - picture this. party full, full of people.
IRENE: *busy illustrating stories of the last 6 months by pointing out people Martha had sex with at various times*
BEK: Is there anyone here who hasn't slept with Martha???
IRENE: Me.
TWO PEOPLE JUST ARRIVED FROM BRISBANE: Us.
*silence*
*silence*
*silence*
BEK: I've created a monster.
irene and I have decided she does it because she likes to be in control. *ahem* psychological issues! Hooray for living in another city and being more or less married.
I drank a lot and got home at 3.30am HARDCORE. I feel old.
DAMN YOU BREAD, BE MORE BAKED! I'm hungry!!