Wednesday the 23rd of February….
So here I’m thinking, Jesus its been a while………
No I’m not praying. I’m surprised at how long its been since my last blog!!!
The last time you’ve heard from me i was a little depraved and of course ashamed, but HEY! I’m on that adventure now! Down in a Tasmanian city called Launceston:
Population of 100,000 people, and so far i only know my land lady, whose 60, and other residents who are around the same age unfortunately. As far as uni goes, its a mish mash of the multicultural experience where i have met only a few people, but hopeful my endeavours of student night tonight, will go far.
As for my accommodation I’m staying in a colonial house built in the 1840’s and was apparently called “Pinky’s farm” and the first owners, actually owned most of the land outside Launceston city, but apart from that history lesson, its a nice house, but a big fucking nice house
Here’s some pictures of my room! ENJOY!
Now as for my uni, I’m attending The Australian Maritime College : http://www.amc.edu.au/
Now with my boredom level creeping up slowly, my hopes are held high for this student night tonight!
I haven’t told you about my exciting time since I’ve last “blogged” (hahah still have a strange feeling when saying that), My birthday oh that was a night i wish i completely remembered, and my boys nights before i left Sydney!
My one and only birthday picture i took:
Yes… Me in my drunken state thought it’d be funny to take a picture of my vomit, the only part you’d find funny is that i slipped in it on the way back…. Yummy…
As for my birthday i had a little shindig at my place, where i drank myself silly for the afternoon. As for the night me and my mates booked a hotel room in a place called “Cronulla” to which we stumbled in with alcohol induced mischief! Now if the slipping in vomit didn’t make you giggle or at least smile, then imagine me trying to talk to a girl because she was obviously distraught over some fella and then i got flicked on the nose, quite literally flicked on the nose! Now I’ve had a slap or an angry expression but a flick was by far the most amusing rejection I’ve ever had, i nearly fell on the floor laughing at the time!
Now the mischief after involved getting excessively drunk and topples…. With the mates hahaha
Apart from that, the morning left me something like the morning after my friends and i walked the harbour bridge after the pub… As you can see…
My mate Floyd “the morning after”…
The boys night……. Which turned into the boys nights, the Friday and the Saturday, twas alright, enjoyed the Saturday quite a bit
Here’s some of the boys and me on the saturday night:
Now I shall love you and leave you for next time because I’m off to succumb to my Deprived, Traumatic, Fun!
Yours the hopeful and a year older