Ah.
How to begin.. start, entertain, explain, inform, fulfill, create..
It's a new year. I feel really happy, content. I didn't really pay much attention to this new year, christmas or any of that. I didnt even buy any presents. But I did go to Sydney and hang with the gang and had possibly one of the best Christmas's ever. Austin, the wondrous man that he is hosted a Slacker Christmas. Starring HASH. Hash Turkey, Hash Stuffing, Hash Garlic Butter, Hash Cookies, Hash Brownies. And we ate. And Ate. And Ate some more. I ate 9 Ferrero Rochers as I hedonistically passed out on his sofa. A lovely night it was, Stewart making a guest appearance all the way from New York. As did Brett Simpson, the adorable creep that he is! Sarah came over as did all the Slacker gang. Austin dressed as Santa and came out ringing a bell, dispensing presents as he went. It was beautiful.
In fact Sydney was a lot of fun. I've upgraded Sydney from 'City I Hate', to 'City I don't like that much'. Whilst Canberra was Downgraded from 'Quaint' to 'The Physical Manifestation of a Bad Celine Dione song', or 'Hellhole of Boredom' for short.
Zoe drove me to Canberra, the car almost broke down but didn't. I almost missed a bus to Sydney but didn't.
I got to see Rachel, who is now Preg (HOW EXCITE!!!) and met her man, Louis. I like him, he's the right blend of cool, and dorky.
I like dorky people. I don't like people that are too cool. AND I HATE PEOPLE THAT I CANNOT HATE. I can't stand people that are so perfect, cool, likeable, good looking, nice to their mother, to their pets, who get good marks yet still party with the boys. Ok I LIKE them, but that's why I HATE them. Because there is nothing to dislike. And maybe im jealous.
My favorite people are LOUD OBNOXIOUS PEOPLE. I would say a solid 80% of my friends are Loud and Obnoxious. The 20% keep me sane. I like to think I am both. I'm probably just quiet and obnoxious however.
SO. Got back from Sydney (I also went to the beach with Al, Stew and Megs and got mega sunburnt, Megs sunbaked topless.) My mum and I didn't get along that well cuz she has a set idea of what family celebrations should be like and I don't like being forced into that stuff. I wasn't that great myself however. My family relationships need to improve. IM JUST NOT GOOD AT KEEPING IN TOUCH. I love people forever once I meet them, but I suck at keeping in touch, then people think Im an asshole. But im an asshole to everyone. I just dont do it.
Wow today is rant day obviously.
It's 40 degrees here.
In Melbourne.
Where I'm back at.
On new years I went to a rooftop party with Carla, Keiran and Zoe. It was cool, I made friends with a guy called Dario (i think) and talked all sorts of deep and interesting stuff. Anyway I schmoozed a lot and some lady introduced me to her husband. Zoe got the shits, we had a fight in the car.. I told her I wasn't that much into it but I was too drunk. The next day we made out but she left me alone and gave me time to think. I decided to break up..
It's hard. When you really like someone, you're attracted to them, and they are awesome, but for some weird reason your emotions aren't there.. and you know that as time goes on the imbalance will be greater and greater.. so is it better to break up or hope that these feelings grow? I chose the first.. I just didn't want to hurt someone so awesome even more down the line.. It's so odd cuz I'm usually getting dumped..
Actually that's not true.
I've broken up with - 2 girls.
Been left for a good friend by - 1 girl
Had to leave a country and - 1 girl
And had a semi mutual yelling breakup with - 1 girl (whom i cheated on when i was 17 or 18.. DONT EVER CHEAT)
And declined in continuin a relationship after I had a bit of a fling with - 2 girls.
So it's not that clear cut.
Wow that was a fancy bit of narcissism just then. Bah. No one cares or reads this really!
So I'm single again, not particularly feeling free or horny or anything, but content with life. Except for the fact that I just had a taste of freedom and need to go back to work next week.. man, there's nothing worse.. "Hey, Freedom! See how good it is? Now get back to work".
Assholes.
I'm learning German with my new housemate who is amazing, funny, excited and fun. It's been cool, I've been to the pools, on a bike ride to feed the ducks... and it seems to be break up season.
Megan broke up with Preston, Pixie broke up with Mike, Jesse wants to break up with his evil Voodoo Succubus Harpie Ice Queen Bitch, I broke up with Zoe.. and other people are feeling the breakup bug too. It must be an end of Spring start of Summer thing.
Sometimes we forget we're animals.
And that the weather affects our minds.
And spirits.
...
Steve got drunk two nights ago in my room as we tried to play Wii Golf (and failed miserably). He was very Surly. "You PABLO! I especially HATE you! BUT I HATE ALL OF YOU. Your life is a meaningless void. A repeating circle of loneliness and depression, emptiness will follow you wherever you walk, you will leave nothing to find nothing, and then you will die" He said as he collapsed onto his own lap.. and then.. "I fucking hate golf. I like tennis!".
It was very funny (trust me), but there was this awkward fear.. that maybe.. just maybe.. he was right.
But I don't think so. ;)
Adios.