Lifted;

Today, my brother bought me as suit.
I have wanted a suit since I was 12 years of age.
I finally own one.
I look at it, so fascinated, yet, no idea when I would wear it.
Slightly wishing someone would get married, or something.
May wear it to Hot Damn on Thursday for the lolz hahaha.

Side note, this girls really got me hooked on her.
I dont want to be hooked, that's the thing. >.<

Being 18 isn't that fun.
Too much responsibility hey. Hot Damn is pretty shit, too many fat scrags.
I really like Trash though, other then certain wankers.
It reminds me of someone, but I met someone even better at Trash so all is well!

I miss you, too.
I hated kicking you out of my life.
It was so hard for me to do.
Hm. I hope you can forgive me.

One Night Stand;

sophie, says:
well brae asked dean if he liked lesbians and then everyone started listening in and asking dean all about it and even the teacher (the 23yo) was discussing it with us and dean kept saying 'na we like a lady all to ourselves' and i was like BULLSHIT and told the entire scene to my entire history class. my teacher laughed so hard.

JJ DeVille_X; You're still my everything. says:
What was the scene? I dont even remember!

sophie, says:
basically you and tamara were cuddling and she woke up and i dont remember why but she just started telling you about it and she finished and you threw her off you, got up and ran into the room where cashy and amy were having sex and yelled out 'FUCK MY GIRL IS A LEGEND SHE HAS HAD A FUCKING ALL GIRL FUCKING FOURSOME' and amy ran out to ask tamara all about it and i was pretty interested in it too. meanwhile you were running around the house telling every person you could get your hands on.


I am so great.

Loose Lips;

"Here is me... Here is you!"
"How about me on top of you?"

I make the best calls on people I only met 2 minutes beforehand.

Remorse Is For The Dead;

Never in my life have I been excited for anything more then I am for the release of Assassins Creed 2. It'll be totally worth the $110 I spend on it. Hurry up November 10th!

Party Foul;

So, yesterday was my big 18th birthday.
On Thursday, I met up with Tamara and we went and watched my brother at Industry night. I really enjoy being a part of my brothers career, I'm very supportive of him aswell. He's a really good dancer. I realize now, this is how he picks up girls. Lucky boy.
Then driving back home afterwards, the clock struck 12.00 and I was officaly 18... I didn't feel different. 4 minutes after, Luke pulls into the servo and I HAD to go buy smokes, so I went and got them, and I didn't get asked for ID... Shattered. Ohwell.
Then Luke drove Tamara and I back to Tamara's house and we got maccas and had a cute nap.
Woke up to tits, quite literally and that went smoothly. Then Tamara, Miss. Buzzkill, had school. So we walked to her local day care center to see if she could get work placement. Afterwards we walked to Gosford station and I said goodbye and set off home.
When I finally got to Lake Haven, I was starving, so I went and got some Maccas and smashed it, along with a cigarette in 8 minutes. I'm a machine. I finally got home, and dad was excited. We weren't leaving for Newcastle till like 2, so I had a power nap and then decided to get ready, and we set off to Newcastle land. We got to Panthers and they told us that dad couldn't come into the gig without any form of ID, so we were pretty pissed off. I called up my brother to pick up my dad and apologized. That was a bit of a downer on my birthday, I met up with all my boys and chilled and saw heaps of people and ended up giving my ticket to Caz. Cause I was 18, along with some of my friends, we got to go inside first. Caz brought me my first drink, Smirnoff, $9.00. I was shocked!
Parkway were doing a signing and it was comical. Pretty soon I found Tamara and she was acting weird so I pretty much ignored her all night. Then Safe Hands played, other then the shit sound and lack of vocals. They played well. Newi Pride.
This is about when Moorey spat on Ellie for saying Tall-Tee's were a joke. Man, roared her so hard.
Architects played and the pit opened alittle. Not big enough, so many wankers, fight starters, etc trying to ruin it for everyone. I didn't care, I just wanted August Burns Red to come on, and they did, and I went nuts. They played the 4 songs I wanted to hear more then anything and it made my birthday. I got into a fight, kicked in the face, bleed all over my singlet, have some skin missing off my shin and a corked leg(still limping today) but it was so worth it!
Parkway came on and I pretty much left straight away, had a cigarette and a talk with Big Money and then went and got my shit and waited out the front. Saw Ash and Vivi and smoked some lovely cancer and then I left to go get picked up by Luke.
Went out, had fun, got drunk.
Came home.

All in all, I had a good birthday.
Other then slight little hiccups, I can look back on more good/posi things about my brithday then negative and I love.
I saw all my friends, I saw ABR, I had maccas 3 times, I got drunk, I got into a fight, I got kisses, I killed cunts, I had a plain good time and though people tried ruining that for me I didn't allow it.

So thanks to everyone who rememberd/hugged me or anything and wished me a happy birthday.

:)

Redemption;

Fuck, for the first time I had like a fucking good weekend.
Only to be topped by next weekend and whats in store for me.

Friday;
Leo's 20th, drove up with Nicole, Ajay and Kayle. They're lovely ladies. When we arrived I sculled all my alcohol within a 30 minute radius which probably wasn't my best option. But they had a strobe light that either made me drunker, or just tripped me the fuck out. Either one.
I saw all the good people and everyone was questioning why I was not dressed as a pirate, Josh had the best call with "I'm a pussy pirate, shut the fuck up" I don't remember much, other then what people have told me which isn't very good, but Ruairi said I was out the front leaning on the front fence, and he was like "What're you doing?" and I was like "I need to go to Hungry Jacks, but I can't move... Because I'm almost CERTAIN I saw a horse" and spent 10 minutes convincing him I saw a horse. I didn't. Then Nicole and my bitches wanted to go, so we had to leave as much as I didn't want to. We went to Maccas and laughed at everyone, I was still half drunk and trying to hide it. Finally, we made our way home and I got home drunk, and dad and Zac were making fun of me. That wasn't nice. But I went to bed around 4am.

Saturday;
I woke up like, at 1pm, and was keen on something more to do, knowing Dylan was having a small get together I was determined to go, so I talked Nicole and the girls into going. So we left around 6ish, and got lost on the way, but ended up finding his house after like, after 20 minutes of driving around and searching. I decided to stay sober tonight, taking a hiatus on drinking for abit. Everyone else was drunk though, even Dylan which surprised me. It was such a good night. Definate highlights were the 40 minutes of Dylan all "You're ugly, I'm ugly. How the FUCK do you pick up girls? Just fucking tell me!" and Levis "How many pizzas? 2? Tell him to go fuck himself" other then my hellacious mood swing and shitbitches putting me down, Jack arrived and saved the day and made cheered me up. Spent all night with Josh, Dean, Kayle, Jack, Ajay and Nicole watching Step Brothers over and over, and none of us slept. Nicole and the rest of us left at around 7 to drop Levi off at the station. I didn't get home till 7.40. Sleep.

Sunday;
I woke up at 12, to a email from Tamara with her telling me what train she was getting on, a 2.00 one, so I had to somehow wake myself up, shower, put clothes on, get my shit together and pretty much charge out of the door. Only to get to the bus stop and figure out, that it was a Sunday, and I missed the bus, and the last bus wasn't till 3.00. So I messaged Nicole to see if she could drop me off at the station, she was nice enough to do just that. Thanks babe! ^.^ Get on the train and meet up with Tamara, Paulie and Gisele. At Broadmedow the train ran out of electricty, and wasn't moving anywhere. So we got off and bumped into Ruairi, Lachlan and Dean. Got a bus from Broadmedow and went and got KFC, ran into Tori, Josh, Dylan and everyone else. Absolutely dominated a fillet burger. Fuuuck. We all went back to the loft and lazed around waiting for the doors to open. There was some American mosh dude named Chad, who was by far the biggest man I've met. Men shouldn't be able to throw themselves around in the air the way he did. Rosevelt played good. Matt FOR ONCE didn't fuck up "Get To Fuck." I was amazed. Well done, Matt. Violence's new shit is fucking good as anything. I actually reckon they've got something good going for them, they arent just another "Newi Hardcore band" which is a relief. They played Throwdown, was on par with the original. Saving Grace played and I wasn't really feeling them to be honest, good intro, good breakdowns (when they FINALLY fucking happened.) They preached, I left. Storm impressed me like they always do without fail, their cover of "Brothers In Arms" was so good. Their new shit is epic as anything. But then For Today came on and me, along with everyone else absolutely lost their shit. Even though they had a fill in vocalist, he got the job done. They played all my favourites other then "Words of Hope" but its okay. I smashed kids, everyone hit everyone else. It was so good. I'm so sore. Because they preached, Tamara, Gisele, Paulie and I missed our train. Damn God, so the next train wasn't till 11.20 so we walked to Maccas, then Wickham station, only to find out its 30 minutes late, I have no way home so I had to get a taxi from Wyong that cost my dad $40. Fucking rip off. Had sweet chats with dad and exchanged cute emails with Tamara and had a good sleep.

Sickest weekend.
Next weekend will be even better.

Murderers Of The Murderers;

Walking around my hometown never phased me much, I've lived here all my life, 18 years, it's not the most fashionable estate, not pretty on the eyes, definitely not a place to live if you don't like being around violence, but it's home to me.
When I go out to Newcastle, my home away from home, for parties/gigs or anything of the sort, the best part is getting on a bus home to my house and knowing "Oh, I'm only 5 mintues from my amazing bed."
The only downside is I live very out of the way from everyone else, but it does not phase me, because I get a break from all the drama. Only a select few people know where I live so when I get death threats saying "I'm going to come to your house and rip your shitty little fringe off of your head" I laugh because, they assume I live in Newcastle. Sad.
I have so many memories in this place I call home. From my rebel days, mainly. I was such a bad ass back then. This place also has a bad rep, and the dickheads that pollute it don't make it any better, but I'm never bothered. I can walk around here at 3am and not have to have a worry, people think that's crazy because Ivan Milat use to live here. Silly idiots.
It's not a pretty place, in the least, but it's home.
And I love home.

Legends Never Die;

Agape;

This picture was taken at Ben's 18th. I've showed everyone this picture.
Max, Ben and I were getting drunk in a Rockdale park in Sydney, with like 238947 others, and we got bored and found a dead bird and put it on the barbecue. Max then got two sticks and pried it open and ripped it to shreds, and it was literally cooking. We then poured UDL, Tequila, Vodka, Scotch, Vodka Cruiser and copious other amounts of alcohol, along with spit. That was just for texture and marination of the overall bird. In the end it was pretty cooked up and smelt worse then anything had ever smelt. Alot of people threw up, I handled it.

Moral of the blog, don't cook already dead birds.