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Currently blogging at 1 am in the morning.
So before heading off to Alston’s today. I bummed up a whole morning/afternoon procrastinating my maths homework, drawing maps, thinking about life, dying from boredom, singing karaoke, cutting my fringe, you know, the typical grooming process a girl must do to maintain her looks, but excluding the stupid part where she applies moisturiser to her waxed armpits, which start burning up and creating a horrible rash.
Finally, the time came for me to meet Simes/man biffle at the station. He rocked up in his Taekwondo uniform/pants, down to party forsurrrrrrre, lol :) peculiar bloke. Took public transport to Boxhill, to meet up with his friend - Tony, together we all went to eat out at a restaurant in Box hill :) It was delicious, I ordered noodles for 7.50 and boy…. was it fulfilling!
Simes: Why aren’t you drinking your tea?
Me: It’s way too hot, I mean the tea, look how dark it is.
-I start taking a sip-
Simes: Are you being racist?
-I bursts out in laughter and spill hot tea all over myself and Simes.-
After food, we made our way to Alston’s.
It was already dark, so we had to walk through dark streets, shaded by dark big trees, and hell, was it creepy, because we had to walk along a street which dipped into a dark abyss of solid darkness, scary, but fun, fun when you’re with your friends :) skirting the night streets like adventurous wild cats.
Alston’s an awesome guy, or as Sime would say; ‘you would think he smokes pot or something’, because he’s such a chilled, friendly and welcoming/awesome guy :). His house is massive, and so is his backyard.
Simes intro-ed me to all his friends at the party, most/all actually were MHS kids, in fact this party was just a regular gathering for Sime and his MHS buds, and I was invited along :)
All the people I met: Elliot, Ash, Whitney (James), Tony, Carl, Peter, Victor, Aston lol :) oh and Evan and a lot more who’s names I don’t quite remember, oh and the girls :) Sasha, Erica, Adrianna, yes… there weren’t many girls.
I spent the majority of the time sitting on the outdoor sofa in Alston’s backyard, talking to new peeps and having a good laugh with Simes and his friends. Alston has a freaking lamp post in his backyard (and I freaking love lamp posts).
The night weather was nice :) and sitting under the stars, safe and happy, with your friends is a very serene type of feeling :)
I drank one and a half bottles of Apple Cider, which did little to change my already innate bubbly temperament, okay well maybe a little, I started to loosen up a bit, and got a bit cosy, don’t think I’ve ever felt so cosy before. I also took a sip of whisky, and it taste took me by surprise, my first reaction was; CRAP, MY TONGUE, IT’S BURNING, and then it progressed to… CRAP, MY THROAT, IT’S BURNING. Overall, whisky isn’t a pleasant type of concoction......
Sime and Friends: Alston is still very rational even when he drinks.
Me: If he’s rational, then he doesn’t like to eat pi!
-everybody shows their appreciation by laughing heartily and giving me high 5’s (yeah!)-
How I felt, how I felt during my stay under the stars with my new circle of companions. Firstly, all these guys were a jolly lot, a friendly and clever lot too, I could tell that they were close/bonded by the love of brotherhood, and they really knew how to have fun/start up an interesting conversation, I really liked being around them :) it just made me so relaxed and happy/which I assure you, wasn’t the result of my consumption of alcoholic beverages.
Laterwards, the party moved indoors, Simes blasted the song Summertime on the subwoofers and it was eargasmic, the bass part especially, vibrating through the walls so that everybody in the house could hear it :) For the remainder of my time at the party, I watched and joined in with the people/mostly drunk/except Simes, dancing to the music :) they could all dance really well :) do all MHS know how to dance?
By that time, there were several (4-5) people already lying on the floor/passing out. But I was still my bubbly sober self, see, I’m even able to type out this post and I just came back from the party like an hour ago.
On the car ride back home, my thoughts were lost up high in the velvet blueness of the starry skies above. I didn’t even have the notion that my parents were sitting in the front seats of the car, not uttering a world to me – because I’ve been a bad girl. To me, I felt like the car was driving on its own accord, moving me through the each and every significant event that happened that night.
What a night, what a life.
:)
All’s for tonight :) Can’t wait for Kate Day tomorrow :D
Goodnight world :)
PS. Cheek kisses are cute :)
Currently blogging at 1 am in the morning.
So before heading off to Alston’s today. I bummed up a whole morning/afternoon procrastinating my maths homework, drawing maps, thinking about life, dying from boredom, singing karaoke, cutting my fringe, you know, the typical grooming process a girl must do to maintain her looks, but excluding the stupid part where she applies moisturiser to her waxed armpits, which start burning up and creating a horrible rash.
Finally, the time came for me to meet Simes/man biffle at the station. He rocked up in his Taekwondo uniform/pants, down to party forsurrrrrrre, lol :) peculiar bloke. Took public transport to Boxhill, to meet up with his friend - Tony, together we all went to eat out at a restaurant in Box hill :) It was delicious, I ordered noodles for 7.50 and boy…. was it fulfilling!
Simes: Why aren’t you drinking your tea?
Me: It’s way too hot, I mean the tea, look how dark it is.
-I start taking a sip-
Simes: Are you being racist?
-I bursts out in laughter and spill hot tea all over myself and Simes.-
After food, we made our way to Alston’s.
It was already dark, so we had to walk through dark streets, shaded by dark big trees, and hell, was it creepy, because we had to walk along a street which dipped into a dark abyss of solid darkness, scary, but fun, fun when you’re with your friends :) skirting the night streets like adventurous wild cats.
Alston’s an awesome guy, or as Sime would say; ‘you would think he smokes pot or something’, because he’s such a chilled, friendly and welcoming/awesome guy :). His house is massive, and so is his backyard.
Simes intro-ed me to all his friends at the party, most/all actually were MHS kids, in fact this party was just a regular gathering for Sime and his MHS buds, and I was invited along :)
All the people I met: Elliot, Ash, Whitney (James), Tony, Carl, Peter, Victor, Aston lol :) oh and Evan and a lot more who’s names I don’t quite remember, oh and the girls :) Sasha, Erica, Adrianna, yes… there weren’t many girls.
I spent the majority of the time sitting on the outdoor sofa in Alston’s backyard, talking to new peeps and having a good laugh with Simes and his friends. Alston has a freaking lamp post in his backyard (and I freaking love lamp posts).
The night weather was nice :) and sitting under the stars, safe and happy, with your friends is a very serene type of feeling :)
I drank one and a half bottles of Apple Cider, which did little to change my already innate bubbly temperament, okay well maybe a little, I started to loosen up a bit, and got a bit cosy, don’t think I’ve ever felt so cosy before. I also took a sip of whisky, and it taste took me by surprise, my first reaction was; CRAP, MY TONGUE, IT’S BURNING, and then it progressed to… CRAP, MY THROAT, IT’S BURNING. Overall, whisky isn’t a pleasant type of concoction......
Sime and Friends: Alston is still very rational even when he drinks.
Me: If he’s rational, then he doesn’t like to eat pi!
-everybody shows their appreciation by laughing heartily and giving me high 5’s (yeah!)-
How I felt, how I felt during my stay under the stars with my new circle of companions. Firstly, all these guys were a jolly lot, a friendly and clever lot too, I could tell that they were close/bonded by the love of brotherhood, and they really knew how to have fun/start up an interesting conversation, I really liked being around them :) it just made me so relaxed and happy/which I assure you, wasn’t the result of my consumption of alcoholic beverages.
Laterwards, the party moved indoors, Simes blasted the song Summertime on the subwoofers and it was eargasmic, the bass part especially, vibrating through the walls so that everybody in the house could hear it :) For the remainder of my time at the party, I watched and joined in with the people/mostly drunk/except Simes, dancing to the music :) they could all dance really well :) do all MHS know how to dance?
By that time, there were several (4-5) people already lying on the floor/passing out. But I was still my bubbly sober self, see, I’m even able to type out this post and I just came back from the party like an hour ago.
On the car ride back home, my thoughts were lost up high in the velvet blueness of the starry skies above. I didn’t even have the notion that my parents were sitting in the front seats of the car, not uttering a world to me – because I’ve been a bad girl. To me, I felt like the car was driving on its own accord, moving me through the each and every significant event that happened that night.
What a night, what a life.
:)
All’s for tonight :) Can’t wait for Kate Day tomorrow :D
Goodnight world :)
PS. Cheek kisses are cute :)
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