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.