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Saturday, September 19, 2009


Well it's been a while since I've last written a blog. I've been quite busy lately. On Friday, I didn't end up going to my friend's 16th. I went out with friends instead. We didn't really had anything to do. We drove around, stopped at Tommy's house then went to an alc store and bought my a present for my friend. Of course they didn't sell to minors, Tony, my friend's boyfriend was there. We bought Canadian Club and I had to protect it from my friends who wanted to 'taste test' it to see if it was worthy for an 18th birthday present. We also went to Hungry Jacks, cause we were bored and broke. Our friend snuck us free food and oh my it was beautiful.. The aroma of the burger, the combination of ingredients working together for an exotic flavour.. I really love my whopper burgers. Afterwards we kicked back a bit then drove home.
On Saturday I went to Footscray to tighten my braces. It hurted quite a bit, but being a strong woman i endured it. I then went shopping and got my friend an extra present, I got him a burberry perfume.. (black market of course) and decided that the perfume would be from me and the canadian club would be from dom, who would pay me back later on.
At 7, Dom and his mom came to pick me up in one of those old taragos. I have a fairly contemporary tarago, so it had two back doors, whilst doms car only had one back door. What was worse was that his sister had somehow managed to damage that very door and it too all 3 of us about 5 minutes trying to open it. Which would had been quite embarassing if anybody saw.
At the party, I met victor for the first time. He's such a cute little boy :3. Well I didn't get to drink much that day. My so called boyfriend wouldn't let me and I wouldn't say that was the best party I went to however it wasn't the worse. There was a bit of dancing but I wasn't the one in the centre of attention this time :(. I didn't know anybody so it gave me a bit of disadvantage and I didn't have much to drink, so I was still worried about my image.
Well anyway we left around 12 and Dom was partially red. He was worse back at the party, but luckily it decreased before his mom came. I however seemed normal.. Because I BARELY DRANK A THING THANKS TO DOM.. and because I was sober I had to hear Dom's Mom lecturing him about drink and that if he were to drink ever again she would not let him out. Pretty pathetic really. I felt sorry for Dom. I told his Mom I didn't drink, and I think she bought it. When I got home I stayed on the net for a while, talking to Frank and somebody I don't remember for a while.
Well that was basically my weekend. Have lovely holidays.. 2 more days till I'm shipped off to Vietname, against my own will.

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