Yesterday held a good night in its womb. I had dinner with my beautiful work friends Leo and Sarah and then we went to Rosie´s house ehm sorry huge amazing mansion. We played sings star, guitar hero, had drinks n stuff. God fun.
Leos probably born in the lime light.
Some of ma work hoes.
Sarah could be the death of me. If I dont die with Stuart that is. Yeah, im pretty sure I will die in this country.
A swedish style double sandwich. Falukorv ju.
Life is truly interesting. To be completely honest, I have been rather anxious lately. My first months in Melbourne were adventure and chaos in heat and happiness, and I fucking loved it. I have never, and will not ever, experience anything quite like it. I am now where I planned to be, with a job and with some thing similar to routines. Problem being though; I have to work towards a new life plan already, which I seem to find very difficult. Im not rostered with enough hours to pay my rock n roll life style, barely rent and survival. And due to my visas stupid regulations; I can only work for the same employer for 6 months, which is pretty darn soon. So I have to apply to a mid year Uni course. And so yes, thats what I doing at the moment. Kinda. But because if is so important I put it on hold.Over and over again. Human psychology, ey. I dont want to be deported, stupid Australia! However; I am very keen to study! I miss the school days; it made me feel smart, creative and special. So yeah, soon we’ll se what will to this little blonde flusy.
Bought a phone card to call my mama for Mothers Day. Turns out Australia and Sweden dont celebrate the birth givers on the same date. Anywhooo, it was awesome having a chat. Thats ma mama!
Found this on Myspace ! Me, Adrian and Sandra lookin like cool kids drinkin cheap as beers for ridiculous prices @ the Fat Freddys Drop gig. Mad fun!
Our friend Vinny Tang is bringing Homebrew Crew to Melbourne on the 4th of June. Playin at Evelyn? If your in Melbourne, get ur as over there. If not, listen in on their Myspace.
I told Stu that I looked like a polish cleaning lady and asked him to take this photo. To make a point. Its rather self explanitory.
Even polish women get some skin.
I am fashion
Chris (a.k.a Pip) is the Richmond house´s latest resident. From Manchester, presumably keen on Asians, plumbing for dollahs and gettin wasted. Our kinda lad.
Stu bought me this ridiculously awesome tee, think I might have to start collecting from this brand, definitely my new favourite.
Today Ive been sending off important emails, kickin in with Radar and Im now considering some grossery shopping. Would be a good idea since Im starving.
But the heater and my PJsm make it rather difficult.
Saturday night was a massive one. This photo (below) is taken by Taryn at like.. 8 am on Sunday morning and Im pretty sure that Amy, me (yes, Im that napin ball in the middle) and Eursula were the most fucked fuckheads in the house. Dont remember the morning party at all except for skulling two glasses of gin & tonic. Clever. And my wallet’s gone. And I still kinda cant wait to get back on the horse. But Im just not. Gonna do it.
For at least five days.
Nobody likes a whinger. Or a wanker. But I need to whinge my wank out so just open up and swallow.
Fuck being broke as.
Fuck RMIT University for not having mid year intake on the course I wanted to apply to. Honestly, ultra fuck that.
Fuck winter. Fuck not having neither jacket or beanie. Fuck not being able to use heaters without the power goin. Fuck havin a cold.
Fuck being pissed, broke and sick on a friday night. Really need to get my drink on and when i wake up tomorrow, feeling even shittier.. ill deal with this.
