Saturday, July 3, 2010

Sobriety Society

Partying like a Rock Star; minus a few components.
A best friend leaves to Syndey at the turn of a week, so we are wasting away our livers together. First, out at her house in an Olive Grove, and then at Mariah's 20th/Town. I forget how much I dislike clubbing, until I go clubbing. I tried to pinpoint what it was I didn't enjoy last night. The music, for one, is shit. And then it is the people.. The older age bracket especially. It is sad to see what people have become. I enjoy talking to people, but in town the conversation revolves either around explaining that a bindi is not a piercing in your forehead or that I in fact bear very little resemblance to the girl from Paramore, or that I have a boyfriend and do not wish to share sexual relations with anyone who wears a Metallica t-shirt. But regardless, we found ways to keep ourselves entertained.. And boy were we entertained.











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I have also been wasting away my liver and such with Charlie. We do so in such style in Wellington, and so thought we would check out Christchurch's adventure night life. It didn't come close. However, it was a clear night, so we walked down the beach through various playgrounds. The beach was bitchin'. Most of the pictures are inappropriate to upload onto the internet, and so.. A small dose of the docile ones.





Anna and I have also been on some late night adventures, up to the Botanic Garden. I have recently installed this fish themed wall. It is indeed like the one of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, where it tastes like the picture when you lick it.








And as for a horse of a different colour, I am now 20. I had a social gathering, under the theme of Television Ads, up in Wellington. Many a friend from Christchurch came up for it, which was boss.





One more week in Christchurch, and then I get to go back up to Wellywood to see my boy-man and start another semester at Uni.
Oh boy.

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