Monday, April 30, 2007

We put out!

I just came back from a weekend that was anything but ordinary. Me and Alex made a drunken decision to go to Melbourne the following day, for the 2nd time. Following what was already a crazy night at the club and had to board a plane at 6am. Jess wanted Thursday night to be rediculous enough to cover for the weekend since she was not coming with us. What was supposed to be a Chris Brown and Beyonce afterparty turned out to be a drunken mess (what's new) with bottles of wine and champagne and massive shots. Needless to say, at least someone had their head in the toilet by the end of the night.
With two hours of sleep, me and Alex catch a flight to Melbourne. As spontaneous as the booking of the flight was, we had nowhere to stay once in Melbourne, had no idea what we were going to do or go. Since the plane ride is only an hour, we arrive in Melbourne at 7am, and we're like, 'what the f do we do now?'. Still very very drunk and tired, we start roaming. We decide we need to call Shawn and Matt because they were in Melbourne too but didnt know we had spontaneously decided to come. As I reach into my bag to grab a hoody because its so dam cold!, I noticed something. I didn't bring any pants. Or underwear. Or my debit card. Way to pack while I'm drunk......
Unsure of what to do, we were at least def sure that we wanted to hit up the casino. What else could we do at 7am? We go in with $10, each, hoping for the best. We managed to not lose all of our money. Until 12pm. Now with $0, and no place to stay and no clothes... We finally decide to tell our friends that we're in the same city as them but they thought we were joking at first. They are already on their way camping so me and Alex decide to meet up with them the next night. Very excited, as me and Alex are definitely the camping kind of girls. Well we spend all day walking around the city, shopping, buying me pants, charging my phone and exploring beautiful Europenesque alleys. We love it.
That night we were determined to get into all the places that we couldnt get into last time, for whatever the reasons were: too late, cover, ugly men, yadda yadda. We went to this one bar, Section 8, which is all outdoors. It was pretty chill until theis bouncer started talking to me and told me that I'd have a grand old time back in his bedroom. ALEX, I'M IN THE WATER! What a creep. I got out of that one, only to have a guy start talking to us who brought his purple teddy bear to the bar. What is going on?! Time to leave... the other bars we went to wasn't cutting it either, so we did what every bored person does at 2 am...went to eat and called it a night.
The next morning we rent a car and head towards Phillip Island to watch the penguin parade. Boy was it weird driving on the wrong side of the road, but it didnt take long to get used it. 2 hours and 140km/h or so later we arrive in Phillip Island and we have extra time so we wander the town and the beaches. When it was time to see the penguins, we were sooo excited. We sit on the beach and wait til the sun goes down so the penguins will come out of the water to run back to their burrows in the sand. The first lil penguin appeared and he was the cutest thing ever. Then about 15 little penguins come out of the water after him and they just stand and wait for their whole 'crew'. The penguins are about 8 inches tall and so freaking adorable! For an hour, we watch as groups and groups of penguins come out of the water. We werent allowed to take pictures because it scares them and makes them regurgitate the food out of their mouthes that they saved up all day. But we still managed to get a video. Har har.
After the penguins, we planned to drive another 2 hours to meet the boys but we havent been able to contact them all day. We decide to still go, however, and drive around the campsite to look for them. Ha. We really have no directions and we just follow some random sketchy signs and hope for the best. Mind you, these 'major highways' are like driving through one lane dirt roads. Well we finally reach the entrance to Wilson's Promontory National Park and we are two relieved little girls. Only to find out that there was a 30km drive ahead of us of nothing but forest and wildlife. We found out about the wildlife when we almost ran over some bunnies and wombats. It was literally the road to nowhere. Until we got somewhere. An hour later. The campsite. Thank god. To make a long story short, for 3 hours we drive around and around every little street and dirtroad and look into every lot yelling MATT and SHAWN. Everyone big group we pass we're like. Matt?? Shawn?? Americans?? Failure. We end up camping with this group of 10 Australians because they felt bad for us after the 3rd time we drove around. Ha. Whatever. It was time to get wasted after much frustraion.
The next day we were supposed to return the car by 12noon. Halfway of speeding like maniancs home, we decide to keep the car for another day, sleep in the car that night, and drive to the airport. And this was when we decided that all the crazy decisions made about this trip, were made drunk with no thinking through at all. We go along with it anyway.
We spend almost all day at this crazy insane mall and then meet up with the boys back in Melbourne City at their hostel. Story exchanging, begin drinking for the night, and drunk by 8pm. We make our way to the casino before we hit the bars, but before we knew it, it was midnight and we're still gambling. Needless to say, we never made it to the bars.
The next morning was when we were heading back to Sydney. And of course, we missed our flight. We would. Only because we were fatasses and sat at the breakfast cafe for way too long. Even after I sped my ass off going almost double the speed limit and probably got a ticket from the stupid radar cameras. Lazy cops.

Moral of the story: Things always turn out alrite no matter how bad it seems.... if you put out.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Lock it up!

Wow, I have totally been slacking on this. I hate writing. I feel like a picture album on facebook can tell you more than me writing. But I guess I'm going to do it anyway, haha.

Last week we went on spring break! We had all started getting really excited for it 2 weeks before and of course, I had started packing 2 weeks before. That was little difficult, however, because the clothes I needed to pack were still the clothes I was wearing because the weather is the same. Which is also weird, that we were going from Sydney's warm weather to another place with warm weather. But itd still be awesome. Anyway. I was real excited for skydiving, and rainforests, and sailing and finding nemo, and skydiving!

We arrive in Cairns (pronounced like CANS), which is in northern Australia, the Cancun of spring breaks. I always love the feeling when you step out of the airport into a new city. So we arrive at our hostel and we're 3 hours early for check-in so we roam around. First off, our hostel was the most amazing hostel ever. Bar, outside bar next to the pool, pool with crazy waterfall thingy and beergarden. Definitely nicer than some hotels I've stayed at. So we walk around the city and down the Esplanade, and then we end up where we always do. The casino. On our last trip to Melbourne, I discovered I had a new found love for casinos. Especially slots since I won $500 on a 2cents machine! I had actually never even been to the casino in the States since I turned 21 and now I love them. No bueno.... Anyway, lost some money, and then went back to check-in our hostel. The first thing we did was lay out next to the pool. With drinks, of course. I thought I found me some Brazilians but they were Italian/Swiss. O yea, I also have a new found love for Brazilians (the men, not the wax), but I'll leave that for another time =].

That night, I had a great time. I had a huge dance party with EVERONE (the people in my head... you'll meet them someday...). Aparently I was having a blast and Jess and Alex were having a blast just watching me. Wish I could tell you how the night really went, but you know me, I don't remember a damn thing when I'm drunk. So the next day, we wake up at 7am for skydiving! We were so scared as we were getting ready but so excited at the same time. Well, I was at least. Alex was effing petrified for her life. We're running late, which seemed to be the reoccuring theme for the trip, and well, always, so when we get downstairs, the bus man guy is already there with his skydive van. He says "Skydiving is canceled" and I'm like "haha you're not funny" but he was serious, due to the weather. So here we are at 7am with nothing to do. We tried to do other things like bungy jumping and whitewater rafting but it was all booked. I was so bummed! We spent the rest of the day exploring the city. And by that I mean shopping and getting our nails done.

This night was also crazy. We met these two hot french guys and the shit show began. We spend all night trying to figure out what they're trying to say and they spend all night imitating what ever we say. We teach them how to play fuck the dealer and we get them wasted. haha. And then we hit the bars. Good times. The next morning we were doing the Cape Tribulation tour. Rainforests and waterfalls and crap. Wow, what a morning. Long story short, the bus driver did not want to wait for 2 of us that were getting food and drove off, while me and Alex were on the bus and the other 2 had to chase the bus down. Needless to say, it was a bad start to the day. It did not help that it was terrential downpouring all day. And my camera broke! GRR.

The second half of the trip, we went sailing for 3 days in the Whitsunday Islands. 7 hours south of Cairns but still at the Great Barrier Reef. Everything was so beautiful and amazing! I chose to do 3 scuba dives and each time was effing awesome. There is just so much coral and fish! I felt extremely lucky just to be able to say that I went scuba diving in the Great Barrier Reef. I felt lucky just being on the boat. Sometimes, I'd have to stop myself and take a deep breath and be like, 'I'm sitting in a hottub, on a boat, in the middle of the Great Barrier Reef'. Absolutely amazing.

The girls we met on the boat made the trip what it was. They were crazy and we're crazy, so together = lots of fun. It was probably the best sober fun ever. I guess we bonded more because we all slept in the kitchen/common room/dining area/our bedroom. Fun times. Refer to pictures.

Off the boat, and back to Airlie Beach. Cute lil town, reminds me of Newport. Not so cute at night when you get kicked out of the bar for being 'stumbly' and then banned from all the other ones because they all radio eachother to not let "a drunk asian girl with a cowboy hat" in. Assholes.

So, that was Spring Break 07!

P.S. I got a new piercing =]