Hahaha. I'm not sure if many of you know this, but I've had a gut feeling ever since I was little that I wasn't going to live until 18 and if I did, I wouldn't live til 19. Something inside of me just assured me I was right... in my last blog I told you guys to come to City Cyphaz.... well, I went to the hospital haha. I swear it was time. I didn't feel 100% and thought, im going to go play some pokies, away from the music, then i started feeling even worse, then all of a sudden it hit me. I couldn't hear hardly anything, my eyes went blurry...I couldn't walk straight. I nearly fainted in the middle of the Jubilee... but I made it to the stairs. I definitely would of looked like some junkie munging out. So we went to the emergency and the nurse thought I was overly dehydrated... so I believed her and saved myself waiting 3 more hours for the doctor.


Anyways. So my 19th shindig was the next day. I had a very very loose time... so on my actual birthday (the day after) I stayed in bed overly hungover watching my bf spew. I only got up to get myself a snack box and an ultimate burger meal from KFC.
And what else is there to catch up on? Oh yeah, uni is a bitch.
Here are 2 of MSMD's designs.




Tom's farewell party themed homeless/bogan was a blast... bin juice ( vodka, goon, lemonade ) pretty much my favourite drink, minus the vodka. With a random plastic fish... (or maybe it was a chicken leg) not sure, and random pieces of jelly found in our cups at the end of our night... im not sure if ppl purposely put them in there or not though. Ha! I had a bit much of the bin juice, forgetting about the vodka, so i stayed off the drinks for the majority of the night. I actually fell over on the bathroom door ( only one person saw, thankgod) and now ive got this awesome black bruise to show for it ! yeahh!! 
