schoolies sucks. hahah
much fun has been had since tuesday. schooolies and sun and what not...
tuesday - a friends 18th. food was good. car trips were also exciting, we fed the birthday girl a tequila shot every red light. needless to say by the time we got from essendon to hawthorn she could barely see straight. random arabic men singing "pump - pump pump it up" were pretty amusing. huge spas at melindas house were fun, pity about the guy who was with us, and him not being able to fit in the spa in case it overflowed. (he's slightly obeeeeez)
wednesday the twins and i left for lorne road trip early. pumped up the oasis and tracy chapman the whole way there. great day to arrive, nice weather etc. beached it up, did the whole baywatch run in. we ran into a heap of school kids down there. so many tarts, although less pumping than we imagined it would be. that night we bought some quality fruity lexia cask wine and passiona. obviously set for a big one. classy girls.
we started drinking,and were walking up the uber steep drive way back to the house, when we were stopped by a girl, (a cousin of a friend) who we remembered from her party. she stole $50 off the twins and also 2 mobile phones. she was staying in the house in front. coincidence? fate! hahaha or something like that... anyway she doesnt know we know she stole, adn she invited us to a cocktail party at hers. so we rocked up tipsy, and were spilling drinks, calling out stuff like "geeeez nice phone i had one like this got stolen by some chick at a party" and "be careful we lost 50 dollars from our handbag today". nice subtle hints. we kept drinking, i poured wine in her toiletry bag, and wrote in her phone "i steal" and when she readed she looked at us with her evil huntingtower eyes, and we bailed - laughing.
that night is a bit blurry, but parts are flooding back as my liver recovers and brain cells return. drinking, then went to some girls house, where the guys we were staying with were looking too up their schoolies tally. needless to say they did, and we left. i ran into the dude that served me at gold class last week. weird.
we drove to the foreshore. a whole bunch of 10 year olds had set up base there, so we left (after contemplating, and deciding against a swim). managed to find the house where a whole bunch of pegs kids were staying, they were having a house party which we crashed. kept drinking. one of the twins, had a skull competition, and within 5 minutes was roooted with a capital b.
her list of drunken things include:
- spitting a whole glass of water/southern comfort onto the microwave/radio thinking it was the sink
- filling up (attempting to) a cottees bottle, with no bottom, and then squealing "why is this taking so long" - good one
- me squirting shampoo around the bathroom, looking like a jizz bomb, and her drinking from the bubbly shampoo cup. yuk
- her falling into the bath
next for the night was our personal taxi service. we saw a bunch of random kids on the streets of lorne, and thus decided to pick them up for a small fee. 3 dollars. anywhere they wanted in lorne. our only clientel was funnily enough male. we madde 15 dollars. and started a race. that was excitement central.
that night ended in feeling sick and kristie vomiting carrot chunks, how bizzzzare.
woke up feeling seedy, walked it off.. went to the beach, tried to surf at the flat waveless beach. got dumped by the only biggish wave of the day, lost my bathers. got photograped by a herald sun photographer drinking stella artois in the water. page 11 fridays herald sun. hahah oh and missed out on getting my quote of "toolies make schoolies" into the paper. very disappointed.
came home, slightly singed from a hot day. picnic today.
byron bay tomorrow for a weeeek. lorne was only the pre-lim. let the real games begin. look out for us on the news haha. if u need me ill be on my phone.
home december 5th or something,
until then, keep safe, watch out for sexual predators and toolies.
x
tuesday - a friends 18th. food was good. car trips were also exciting, we fed the birthday girl a tequila shot every red light. needless to say by the time we got from essendon to hawthorn she could barely see straight. random arabic men singing "pump - pump pump it up" were pretty amusing. huge spas at melindas house were fun, pity about the guy who was with us, and him not being able to fit in the spa in case it overflowed. (he's slightly obeeeeez)
wednesday the twins and i left for lorne road trip early. pumped up the oasis and tracy chapman the whole way there. great day to arrive, nice weather etc. beached it up, did the whole baywatch run in. we ran into a heap of school kids down there. so many tarts, although less pumping than we imagined it would be. that night we bought some quality fruity lexia cask wine and passiona. obviously set for a big one. classy girls.
we started drinking,and were walking up the uber steep drive way back to the house, when we were stopped by a girl, (a cousin of a friend) who we remembered from her party. she stole $50 off the twins and also 2 mobile phones. she was staying in the house in front. coincidence? fate! hahaha or something like that... anyway she doesnt know we know she stole, adn she invited us to a cocktail party at hers. so we rocked up tipsy, and were spilling drinks, calling out stuff like "geeeez nice phone i had one like this got stolen by some chick at a party" and "be careful we lost 50 dollars from our handbag today". nice subtle hints. we kept drinking, i poured wine in her toiletry bag, and wrote in her phone "i steal" and when she readed she looked at us with her evil huntingtower eyes, and we bailed - laughing.
that night is a bit blurry, but parts are flooding back as my liver recovers and brain cells return. drinking, then went to some girls house, where the guys we were staying with were looking too up their schoolies tally. needless to say they did, and we left. i ran into the dude that served me at gold class last week. weird.
we drove to the foreshore. a whole bunch of 10 year olds had set up base there, so we left (after contemplating, and deciding against a swim). managed to find the house where a whole bunch of pegs kids were staying, they were having a house party which we crashed. kept drinking. one of the twins, had a skull competition, and within 5 minutes was roooted with a capital b.
her list of drunken things include:
- spitting a whole glass of water/southern comfort onto the microwave/radio thinking it was the sink
- filling up (attempting to) a cottees bottle, with no bottom, and then squealing "why is this taking so long" - good one
- me squirting shampoo around the bathroom, looking like a jizz bomb, and her drinking from the bubbly shampoo cup. yuk
- her falling into the bath
next for the night was our personal taxi service. we saw a bunch of random kids on the streets of lorne, and thus decided to pick them up for a small fee. 3 dollars. anywhere they wanted in lorne. our only clientel was funnily enough male. we madde 15 dollars. and started a race. that was excitement central.
that night ended in feeling sick and kristie vomiting carrot chunks, how bizzzzare.
woke up feeling seedy, walked it off.. went to the beach, tried to surf at the flat waveless beach. got dumped by the only biggish wave of the day, lost my bathers. got photograped by a herald sun photographer drinking stella artois in the water. page 11 fridays herald sun. hahah oh and missed out on getting my quote of "toolies make schoolies" into the paper. very disappointed.
came home, slightly singed from a hot day. picnic today.
byron bay tomorrow for a weeeek. lorne was only the pre-lim. let the real games begin. look out for us on the news haha. if u need me ill be on my phone.
home december 5th or something,
until then, keep safe, watch out for sexual predators and toolies.
x