So by Thursday as per usual I was craving a big delicious beer so bad. No one was keen to get a beer with me so I txt good old crazy Joe because I knew he would be down for sure. Oh and of course he was already at the bar ha! Met him there and he was eating a big healthy bowl of chips covered in an overdose of cheese and bacon. I kindly denied the big delicious heart attack. We had a couple of brewskies and his ranga buddy rocked up who Joe claims has no soul because he’s a ranga had a good lowl over that. But Clark (the ginger) is the most amusing character I have ever met thoroughly enjoy his company. His mind works in one hell of a different way. Anyway we all ended up pissed as all hell. I had started a bar tap GOOD LORD! Even treated myself to a couple of white Russians. Turns out I left without paying it and only realised about 3pm the next day when I was out to lunch and had no card to pay for my beers and fish and chips with. Thanks for spotting me Paul. On the way back to Jacks to get my card i had a terrible thought come over me.....Crazy Joe maxing out my tab! Because he was still there when i left. ZOmg i could just picture his stupid face ordering the whole bar a round of drinks complimentary of the international Australian. But turns out he didn’t thank god.
FRIDAY
Friday night we hit up the Chaz’s party. We were not planning on having a big one because we had to get up at 7am the next morning to go skiing.....fucking NEK MINUTE I wake up and have completely missed the skiing trip! I will get to that. So I had to buy the useless underages some beers from Jacks got a nice “back again” yes it seems that way doesn’t it. I asked for the cheapest beer with the most percentage ha plebbin it! Decided to make the underages wait for me and have a sneaky drink. Then ordered a shot and the guys next to me said “are you doing a shot by yourself” yes i am because I have no friends but thanks for pointing it out to everyone. So they ordered shots and we did them all together. Top blokes. The Chaz’ was good fun I completely took over the drinking games. I was like man this isn’t getting us drunk enough move over slappa. Got the old bus going then fuck the dealer then some dude took over and we played this game where you guess black or red, then higher or lower, suite then number. And I was not frothing i thought the game was impossible and just wanted to play black or red fuckin NEK MINUTE! I guess it all right and completely lost my shit! Jumping up and down screaming and throwing around a light. Pretty sure someone yelled out “She doesn’t even go here” ended up at Clarks sinking more piss with the longboarding dudes who are cool as shit. Ended up passing out there waking up at 8am and completely missing the skiing trip I had already paid for was not chuffed at all. Clark did cook me breakfast and we went for a skate which made me feel better i guess. Why do I always get so drunk?
SATURDAY
So Saturday night I went to a party where a local band Native Maze was playing i kept calling them Mason Rack for some reason. My obsession with Mason Rack probably has something to with that. The other girls didn’t come cause they were too tired from skiing pussies! I didn’t even want to go skiing anyway. We hit this party I cracked a tallie of some delicious lager and got introduced to a thousand people. Someone not mentioning any names STEVE! Kept asking if I remembered his name and got angry at me every time I couldn’t remember it fuckin give me a break dude! Did remember his name in the end though, it’s the same name as my dads so now every time I look at him i think of my dad I hope that makes him happy. Steves cool but. We smoked up and hit the d floor. The shit over here is quality. I was fucked. The band was awesome too the basement was all decked out too. Was frothin cut some mad shapes. Easily the best party iv been to since being in Millersville (the craziest party town in the world hahaha). No kegs, no red cups, no gay ass mainstream music, no bum sex grinding, or guys trying to make out with you mid conversation. Just cool peeps, good music and a great vibe. The band took a break and Clark asked if i wanted to jump on a trampoline. Yeh sweet trampolines are cool i like them. Takes me outside and starts jumping on a fuckin broken fence. Lowl. Definitely not what i was expecting...at all. But i gave it a damn go. It was so much fun! Actually got some bounce out of it Clark went flying off which was pretty funny he just got back up and straight back on like a boss aka Matt Ryan. We go back into the party sink a couple more bottles and several more joints Im rocking out and there is a guy wearing a fluro orange beanie and fluro yellow shirt. The basement was super dark so any light coloured clothing was glowing like crazy. This guys shirt and beanie was hurting my head so much I had to dance facing the back of the room because every time i looked at him i thought i was going to throw up. He made me physically ill and people around me were feeling the same way. I think someone told him to cover that shit up because he was wearing a jumper not long after he got there and it definitely wasn’t cold in the basement. Crazy Joe had his shirt off! That was funny. I heard someone go “Joe you have your shirt off.....what the hell!?” I only met Joe a week ago and even I know not to question anything he does. He’s definitely not like anyone I have ever met. He did shave the “handle bar” beard that I was trying to describe to you in the last blog. Yeh it has a name. So what happened next. Oh Clark was on stage dancing like a maniac i liked that. I got talking to some guy and he said girl all i heard was Jibba Jab then we both kept talking like that “Jibby Jab Jabby Jib” and I don’t know if it would be as funny when your not stoned but that was possibly the funniest conversation iv ever had with anyone. I think I almost pissed my pants. Such a boss party.
Oh and no more luck with my lover boy though which is unfortunate. I think i need to get drunk before class get me some beer balls and ask him on a romantic date to the upper deck. Millersville students will appreciate that one. I had planned to woo him on valentines day but that failed epically when i went to talk to him and ended up pretending i was coughing. i will not be a pussy one day. I don’t know what is wrong with me... need to get ma mojo back
Oh yeh pics!
