you hit me in the balls with the lollipop

Octoberfest was so amazing. I felt like a popularity queen. I wish every week was like that at uni, because I would be there with bells on! And coming back sober at 9pm, haven't seen that kind of hilarity in a while. Steph's 21st, good times, classic comic relief elk, got nice and drunk off champagne, pinyata action by the drunken sister and friends, 3 of us flirting with that guy, then telling him to fuck off when we got hungry and wanted to gorge on the food. Daniel was soooo sweet. I really want him and steph to get married, he is sooo nice to her. When was the last time a guy was that nice to me? Never, that's when!

It's my fucking birthday

The title is from your good friend Angela Jane, whom I met last night, she was lovely, yet slightly abusive hahah

Went to Pfahl's 21st last night and it was loooovely. Not only did I know/talk to more people than I thought I would, the speeches got me so emotional! His friend since he was 4 years old gave some awesome anecdotes and said really sweet things, there were heaps of parents and family friends too, but it was just all so lovely, everyone was plying the loving on Matt, can't wait for my 21st!

Then I had to excuse myself to run to civic

for Maaike's leaving party. A little anti-climatic cos her internship friends were in Sydney, so just me, Andrew, Dean Maaike, as per usual. Well, Angela and her friends were there which was pretty cool. Maaike begged me to get drunk with her, I told her I was driving, she told me to leave my car in civic and let adam drive me home, I declined. It does really kinda suck being sober in civic, but common, it was a Saturday, drinks are expensive dude. So we partied for a bit, danced in moose for a bit, said some goodbyes, though I hope to see her before she leaves. The funniest part of the night was Dean being told by separate establishments (Kingo's and Moose) that he had to put some sleeves on! Hahaha, when he had worn his singlet with such pride. Now I need to write 8 minutes of spoken French or I will die.

It's the most homeless thing I've ever done...

Well, despite waking up while it was still cold enough outside my bed to chill my bones, and sitting in early morning traffic once again, being back at uni felt good. Good to hear that everyone's break had been as work-filled and un-fun as mine. We're all mudslide victims together.

I'm eating Twilight, god I love it, when you get so engrossed in something that it matters to you more than your real life? Who can blame me, it's much more exciting. I miss romance, and the way your stomach feels when the subject of your dreams looks at you in a way that means he might be feeling the way you do.

Sigh. I want to be light and free, I wish I didn't love food enough to be a model.

I'm going to make a playlist that makes me feel like I'm somewhere else.

I saw the cat watching the TV

Last night was goooood. Good old fashioned drunkenness. Bumped into a good lot of people I knew, a blessing and a curse. Par example poor Maaike, Dean and Andrew who saw me for a sophisticated dinner then a meer 2 hours later, I'm careering off the walls in Kingo's. What a shock. Was good to even see the birthday boy, so I looked like I had a purpose to my drunkenness. Some of the best bits were waking up the next day and having forgotten golden moments recounted to me.

"you going to take some photos of us?"

"fuck off!"

"the bouncers hate you"
"they LOVE me"

"why have you thrown your ID on the ground?"

"fuck off"

well, at least I'm hot. Now I'm going to go into recovery mode, and lock myself in my room with nothing but journal articles to keep me company. Well, until next Thursday ;)

I don't want any trouble

Mel's a working girl. Been busting my promotional ass and have made some hard earned cash. Which went on a night out with the girls at R&B heat.

I feel like my life is an old china plate that has a not ugly, yet nostalgically and fundamentally confronting pattern. To avoid staring at it for too long I've filled my plate with some mashed potato, gravy, broccoli and maybe a lil bit of fish. Ok weird metaphor but I tried. You know what I mean, overbooking yourself to avoid too much time for self-reflection. But it is suiting me quite well, I like the business.

All other shit aside, most that matters to me is some good food and good friends.