Haircut...yeeee.

Well, today my day went to help dig for some vinyls... got a HAIRCUT, and ate some delicious chips with tartare sauce of course..(I HIGHLY advise everybody to get tartare sauce to accompany their chips at maccas.) Anyways, my haircut is pretty fucking short. I'd actually say its the shortest haircut I've ever gotten, if you're not counting those bob cuts that you get when your 4. I like it I guess... I reckon the lady was getting frustrated with me, but hey, she kept doing the wrong shit and saying she understood me when she clearly didn't so I kept telling her she was doing it wrong... (I've had many bad haircuts in my day, so I try to prevent it haha.) She was full chinese and I had trouble understanding her so most of the time I laughed and said, 'yeah!"..."really?"... ahaha... imagine if she said, "yeah so I'm dying of cancer.." and I just laughed and said yeah! cool! .... hmm. She asked me, 'Do you sleep at night?" (I personally thought that was a BIT weird...hahaha.) Anyways... (few hours later, as I speak the next day)... I went to Uber and sat down with a beer, having the entertainment of watching people dance... ha ha ha. Awesome. I saw some pretty good stuff. .. I just realized I might come off a bit creepy. . Oh well.

SO tonight which is Nov 30 ! Is Eloquence and Truths ft. Dj Butcher at the StepInn at 6! So be there... or... yeah just be there.

peace!

Rest In Peace Andreas Papas

17 -4- 88 - 24-11-06

A million times we will miss you

A million times we will cry

If love alone could have saved you,

You never would have died.

In life we loved you dearly.

In death we love you still.

In our hearts you hold a place

That no one else can fill.

It broke our hearts to lose you

But you didn't go alone

For part of us went with you

The day God took you home.

Nothing could be more beautiful

Than those precious moments with you.

To us you were very special

And God must have thought so, too.

All our lives we will miss you

Though the years may come and go

But, in our hearts you'll live forever,

Because we loved you so.

Plastered.

...was spewin I couldn't make Mabs, Nav and Chloes birthday so I made the most at home.

(I'm wearing a borat mankini.)

Somethings you just shouldn't do.

Asians with blonde hair. Ha ha

the A'wake'ning?

Today was another day when someone loses somebody they love and care for. And although funerals can be a time to celebrate a persons life, it never really ends or feels that way. I never knew the person who's funeral was today, yet it always hurts to see the people you care about completely broken. Sigh. I hope she rests in peace.

So then there came the wake and the day to night carried along.



Ridiculous dancing, a lot of wine and beer, the night was nice.
And to end this, I will end with a nice inspiration quote, that there's always a brighter day.

Ooh lately lately

I've been really happy the last 2 weeks. I actually went to yoga which was an interesting experience. My leg had hurt at the end for an unknown reason so they all told me I should talk to this woman "shirley." So i'm like yea alright... she laid me down on her yoga mat and gave me a thorough massage. She was ROUGH, and I mean rough. But it seemed she had an idea on what she was doing, although I had never been in so much pain. She was jumping on my back and rocking back and forwards on my back digging her centimetre long toenails into my legs...
So I got up after I told her I'd had enough lol...and said, where did you learn all your skills?? - "From the spirits darling, from the spirits around me, they are telling me what to do." I'm like in my head, ddddude, what the fuck. HA!! And fancy that, my shoulders have been in pain ever since. Anyways... in conclusion to my opinion about yoga, it's pretty relaxing hey other than the aftermath ha ha. I could go again... sure.

I went op-shopping all day yesterday with Iz in Paddo... was pretty good, I found my self some sweet finds as I always do. The downside of the day was fucking walking. I hate walking... my ankles were literally hurting baha. The night came and I came back to Paddo and started my drinkys for the night and then made my way to Uber... got nicely drunk. Its a bit gay that my blog is completely lacking photos.. but ye, no camera. Will update when I have more to say I guess .. ??

peace!

Missing that.

The weekend called for a trip back up to my old home... which I miss dearly. Far from everything.. the city. the friends. My old housemates, Matt and Kathy had just got engaged not long ago, which called for a engagement party!! It all fitted perfectly, for me to go to Harris' 21st on Friday and their engagement party on Saturday. I started the drinky drinks, and was excited to catch up with friends I hadn't seen in ages and missed LOADS. But then I got there and was like... erm? No cars... I called a friend and I found out it was tomorrow. So devoed. But it ended up being ok as I called a friend and got to get fucking plastered at her house, sitting on beanbags and getting involved into deep conversations... like girls do.

I was with Alex also, and from that night he got overly hungover. We actually believe now he had alcohol poisoning, it was that bad. So my day and night gradually turned into shit having to wait and watch Alex be sick all day... we made it to Kathys and Matts, and entered for one minute and left. Alex was spewing left right and centre and in really bad pain. So... I decided to leave him at my old home, and go to Harris' anyways but my night was kind of stressed out already so I didn't want to be in a party situation when all I really wanted was to swear and salk. I stayed for max 20 minutes. I was so bummed out - I'm glad Alex is all good now, but fuck my weekend was a bit of a drag because of it. He bought me KFC to owe up for the weekend.. and i guess thats good for me. Shrugs.

I used to think that was my dad.

Frustrated as hell.

Another one of my dresses... but for this one I have lost ALL my patience. Fucking everything you could imagine that could go wrong, went wrong. So I'm not finishing it. I might even cut it up in pieces, but here is a nice photo before it's death.

Melbourne Cup

Won nothing but got nicely drunk.

A goon kings 21st

My goonsack dress even had pockets!! His jacket had a cape... hahaha





At the end of the night I was pretty much drenched in alcohol which is always nice... mmm. But NOT on my goondress... (that got molested pretty early.) The clean up wasn't toooo bad, hence people throwing water all over the floor and walls whilst singing 'my chain..' I mean, my spill-lane..... hahah.


I made a few batches of these awesome vanilla cupcakes with 21 on them. Fuck my back was hurting after that! I kept wanting to bring them downstairs to the party but it was never the 'right time' and when I did remember, I'd forget again. Haha. So I hope you enjoy the picture while I eat them all at home.

Twas a good night!!!