Twenty Nine
Wow! Tomorrow is the last day of these daily entries. Gosh, this month has gone quickly!
The hens party was okay. I’ll share some photos once there are a few more around.
We did ‘dare’ challenges like a scav hunt during the day. None of the tasks were particularly terrible. I danced on a table at a bar. One of the tasks was to drink a cocktail as a group and the pub we went to for that didn’t even know what a cocktail was. We were dressed in tutus and decorated singlets so everyone was staring but we all kind of forgot why lol. It was kind of helpful though since otherwise we’d probably just seem like crazy girls doing stupid things but when obviously it’s a hens party, all good! Haha.
After the dare activities we chilled at the hotel for a few hours… Which made me wonder why we had to be in Sydney at 10.30 in the first place if we had all this spare time in the afternoon. Oh well. We got ready to go out and then had a couple of pres. Some of you would have seen the picture I posted on facebook of the penis shaped ice cubes. We put on fake tattoos… I had "hot" and "frisky" on my arms. Fortunately they came off when I scrubbed them extra hard when I showered today!
Anyway, our next activity was a pole dancing class. Predictably, I was hopeless. Anything that requires a great deal of coordination or fighting gravity really isn’t my thing. The hen was a pro though! It was like she’d done it before. Everything she did was like perfect and she looked great doing it. Meanwhile here I am just falling on my butt a lot lol. Graceful. I did learn that stripper heels are actually bloody comfortable though! I would buy some…if they weren’t going to make me look like a stripper lol.
After pole dancing we went to dinner on Darling Harbour. It was really nice. We got starters and there was a delicious salt and pepper squid! Three of us girls got meals to share – two pizzas and fish and chips. They were all pretty nice but we were pretty full from the starters! By the time we finished eating it was about 8.30 and we basically got pushed out so they could free up the table. That wasn’t particularly cool.
We wandered outside while the ‘leaders’ tried to figure out what to do… There was a fireworks display on and it was really pretty! I love fireworks! We sat at some cafe for awhile… Not even a bar. I was like wtf are we doing. Eventually we decided to just get taxis to the gay bar we were going to… We went to some bar close to it because it was still early. That was alright. They gave the hen a free cocktail and free wet pussy shots for all of us. That was cool.
We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called "The Gay Bar". The guy at the door asked me, "Is anyone too smashed?" Even if they were, would I say yes lol. It was okay… I hadn’t been to a gay bar before and it wasn’t really for me. Or that one wasn’t anyway. It was okay, but kind of boring. We left in dribs and drabs. I was in the second last group to leave and that was at midnight. It had been a long day…
There was a bit of drama with one stupid girl…but I really don’t feel like reliving it. Let’s just say, I’m glad my friends are so chill. There was only one other girl back who was staying in the same room as I was. She was in bed so I ate pie in the kitchen and then sat up in bed texting Brendan. I told him I wouldn’t text him all day because I’d be drinking and didn’t want to make a dick of myself. Despite that he text me a couple of times throughout the day. Loser. I’d even changed his name in my contacts so I wouldn’t even be tempted! But by the time I was back at the hotel in bed I was feeling 90% sober so it was pretty safe. He was awake because he’s swapped over to night shift for this week. It was really nice to talk to him after forcing myself not to all day!
Bit more drama through the night because of that stupid girl…
Got the train home today. Slept for a couple of hours, watched Neighbours for the first time in a month or something, showered, had dinner with the girls.
And now I’m very, very ready for bed.
-Nicole
There is always one girl hey …
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There is always one girl hey …
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There is always one girl hey …
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There is always one girl hey …
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There is always one girl hey …
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“We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called “The Gay Bar”.” That made me laugh haha. It sounds like they needed to plan a bit better but other than that fun. :] And why are shots always called the dirtiest things? Haha oh boy.
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“We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called “The Gay Bar”.” That made me laugh haha. It sounds like they needed to plan a bit better but other than that fun. :] And why are shots always called the dirtiest things? Haha oh boy.
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“We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called “The Gay Bar”.” That made me laugh haha. It sounds like they needed to plan a bit better but other than that fun. :] And why are shots always called the dirtiest things? Haha oh boy.
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“We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called “The Gay Bar”.” That made me laugh haha. It sounds like they needed to plan a bit better but other than that fun. :] And why are shots always called the dirtiest things? Haha oh boy.
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“We went down to the gay bar…which was creatively called “The Gay Bar”.” That made me laugh haha. It sounds like they needed to plan a bit better but other than that fun. :] And why are shots always called the dirtiest things? Haha oh boy.
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