illegality.

Yesterday Luke (Lip-Ring Boy) asked if I’d like to go out to the Brisbane with him and some friends later that night. I thought that was pretty cool, and maybe we’d have a chance to discuss this girlfriend situation, considering he’d never mentioned her. I was worried about getting kicked out due to my under-eighteen-ness, although Luke seemed convinced that I wouldn’t get asked.

After rehearsals for Trybe, I had a message from Luke saying that he and his girlfriend had officially broken up, after ages of trying to sort shit out. I thought.. wow. okay. I sent back the usual ‘man, that sucks, are you okay?’ kind of messages. He asked if i was still coming out to the pub to cheer him up, and I said yes. Kate gave me her ID just in case, which was very kind of her.

I got in to town a little earlier than expected, so i went and sat in Hungry Jacks on Elizabeth street to wait. Luke came like twenty minutes later to pick me up. We got a lift from there to the Mercure in a car full of people i didn’t know. Driving was Eden. She’s pretty cool, she and I had a few chats later in the night. We got to the Mercure, and a few cigs and some waiting later (I did not partake of the cigs, btw), Eden and Luke and I headed over to the Brisbane. the other 2 who were in the car went somewhere else. Eden admitted that she actually shouldn’t have been driving because she doesn’t have a license. As in, she’s only on her L’s. haha.

Got to the Brisbane, and Luke and i played a game of eight ball, whilst Eden and Guy With Long Hair played a game of their own. A few more people showed up, and we had some funtimes chatting. Luke bought a jug for us to share. Had toilet adventures with Eden, which were fun. After a while, most of the people aside from Laith, Eden, Long haired Guy, Chelsea and Bearded Skater Guy had left. Luke and I sat on the couches and chatted for a while, and perhaps a kiss or two. The others all decided to head over to Curly’s at about eleven thirty, so we went also, getting a lift in Laith’s car, whilst the others walked. Laith admitted he promised himself he wouldn’t drink drive again. He also does not currently have a license, as it got suspended, and then a day before he was due to get it back, he got caught speeding, and he was supposed to write a letter to somebody before he could get it back, but just forgot to get around to it.

Went to Curly’s. it was myself, Luke, Laith and Bearded Skater Guy. the guy checked my ID.. (Kate’s ID) and let me in!!!! so I got a stamp.. but then Bearded Skater Guy got his ID taken off him, because apparently the bouncer knew the guy in the ID, who was not Bearded Skater Guy. I was fully convinced that Bearded Skater Guy was like nineteen at least, but apparently not. So we decided not to leave him on his own, and the four of us headed back to Laith’s car. Laith went back to Curly’s with Eden whilst Luke and BSG and myself had drunken Deep & Meaningfuls in the car. At some point BSG left because someone offered him a lift home. A while later Eden and Laith and Bear, someone whom i had not met, but who was quite drunk , came back to the car, and Laith drove us back to Baxter’s place in New Town. When we got there we had to go around the back because Baxter was taking bong hits in the garage and couldn’t be bothered unlocking to door for us, and the other guy who lived there was busy having sex with his gf.

Started to watch the first bit of Dickie Roberts, but no-one could really concentrate, so we turned it off. Luke and I had a bed in the ‘pantry’ which was the old back door. A tiny little freezing cold room with just enough floor space for a double mattress and a fuckload of blankets and doonas. We had many chats which were nice.

Woke up this morning at quarter to nine, and realised i was missing english. got on a bus to town at ten past, and on to my bus home at twenty to ten. by the time i got home I had missed all of english and half of history, and I was so seedy and anshowerd that i just couldn’t be fucked.

dad came home, saw that i was home and got weirded out. I was also yet to cover the accidental hickey on my neck with makeup, and i wasn’t wearing a jumper, so the Curly’s stamp was still clearly visible on my arm. the thing is, I lied to my parents about where i was last night, so I’m totally busted now, but oh well. they’ll get over it. I’m feeling far too sorry for myself to care right now. A few things have happened which I wish hadn’t, all of which led to me feeling kind of down, although all in all I had a good night.

By the way, if any of you are about to go on a fucking moral rant about how everything I did was wrong, i don’t want to hear it, so fuck off.