How Rude

I’ve been pretty lazy with my updates, but it’s been hella busy with work and haven’t had a chance to do anything but work.

Both my sister and father are in hospital at the moment, I spoke briefly with dad yesterday, he was in a lot of pain as they have taken him off his morphine, so he isn’t too happy about that, I asked him if he wanted me to bring some magazines of any description for him, and he just grunted, so I didn’t bother.

My sister went into hospital last night with a false labour pains, but she has been going into hospital everyday for the last week as her blood pressure has been very high. The story goes that any stress on the baby is a big no-no, so if it keeps going then they will have to induce the pregnancy – which is what they are going to do tomorrow – hence the reason she has been admitted into hospital.

So Melbourne – was the biggest waste of time. It was good to see Bren, BUT the other two dickheads who live with him – one of which happens to be my ex, spent most of the time in their bed room having full on domestics. No matter where you are you have them, the trash bags of society, the people that live down the road that you can hear having arguments, throwing things carrying on like pork chops. Well these two are it! And we were there for it! It was on for young and old I tell ya’! One of them even punched a hole in the wall; it was so uncomfortable and very, very awkward. We got there Thursday night, then went out for takeaway, then came home watched some TV – caught up and went to bed. Friday was good as Bren didn’t have to work so we went into the city (caught a train) and had breakfast and spent heaps of money.

Oh I should also point out that they live in the second last house on the very last street of Melbourne – Literally. They didn’t point this out to us, had we known this we would have gone and spent the couple of hundred dollars on a hotel in the city. So this made it very difficult for us, as you will soon find out.

So anyways Friday night came around and we all went out. First to the xchange hotel. This reminded me of a less than glamorous version of the downstairs Shift. We didn’t like it at all. Looked around for some drugs and couldn’t find any. Needless to say Bren had 5 and the other two had 8. We weren’t offered any – not even to buy from them – but still not our business. We looked and couldn’t find any.

Then we went to The Peel, I didn’t like this much either, it was a whole series of rooms broken up into; Bar, Sitting Room, Club and then upstairs: sex on premise lounge. We got stuck somewhere between the sitting room and club, got my foot stuck in chewing gum, look desperately for pills anywhere! ANYWHERE, I even asked the bar tender where we could get some and he went na-na at me. Bren had deserted us – to hook up with some piece of trash, as he was well – trashed. So me and Jay where sitting there so freaking tired til 330 in the morning, so then we decided to go home.

However:

The other two had disappeared and we couldn’t find then, we flew down so didn’t have a car and one of the other two had driven us in. I went and sought out Bren to ask if he had seen them, I had to ask him three times cause he was off his gaud with his trash-bag trade. He then found them upstairs in the lounge. He quickly returned with the car keys saying that they weren’t taking us home and that the house keys were in the car and that we would have to get a cab home. Now with this in mind and knowing that they lived on the farthest most out reaches of Melbourne and having taken us almost an hour and ten minutes to drive there in the first place, we were not impressed.

We were both pretty pissed that we had been assured that everything was organised and ok and that we were going to be shown around and given a great night out and then… nothing. Not even an “I’m sorry” nothing – its just like we got there then the 3 of them all disappeared into the wood work and we were left there standing alone, twiddling our thumbs.

Grr. So pissed off you have no idea.

So Saturday comes around and we are up at 10 ready to go out as prearranged and no one… They were all in bed. Keeping in mind that the only person that had a car was asleep and had a locked door. We had no idea where to go – Melbourne roads are so fucking bad. So we waited and waited and waited, 7pm, they finally emerged, our whole day GONE. We couldn’t catch a cab – that would have been another $90 there and $90 back. Fcuk I just get so pissed off thinking about it. We had prearranged organised to go out early and then they all disappear.

So we organised to cram two days worth of sight seeing into Sunday, Bren, Jay and myself were ready at 9, the other two were up and ready too, then the domestics start, really bad. They lock themselves in their room and from the other end of the house (this is a fairly large house) we can hear the two of then carry on, screaming, throwing things. THREE HOURS LATER the one of them emerges. 12pm we finally get out of the fucking house to go and sight see. Bren had to be at work and one of the two offers to take him, but drops Jay and myself off at the DFO (direct factory outlet) first. Thankfully. So we walked around this huge mall bought a whole heap of cheap goodies, and hour later one of the two comes back and tells us that we are going to the Crown Casino. This is just in time for him to drop us off again and then go and pick Bren up from work, so he leaves us to walk around the casino (it’s a nice casino). But arrives not more than an hour later. Calls us and tells us to meet him back at the car, we are going home.

FUCK!

Needless to say if I see either of them again I’m going to take to them with a fucking bat. Those two are not my friends anymore.

How fucking rude.

So next holiday will be in Queensland.

Song for the day: Gabrielle vs FNP – Dreams (Stonebridge Remix)

LPH