The weirdness of it all.

It is weird coming home at five in the morning all sweaty, with that pulsating headache that I only get when I have been running around too much because my body is just letting me know ‘come on Cosma, you shouldn’t get this much exercise,’ so then my body gives me a headache so that I stop running around. It’s also weird, for me at least, to go out and have a sober night while everyone else is drinking, but really when I say everyone else I mean like, just Tahlia Fairlie really, and it’s also weird when your sober friend who, which you probably guessed by the name, doesn’t drink, to send you drunk messages on a Friday night, but hey, they don’t sell footy pie in Dubai so it’s okay, and yes, I did think of that rhyme all by myself.

Last day, I mean yesterday, we went to The Ed for what the Facebook event said was Tahlia Fairlie’s eighteenth drinks, but then because Jesse also turned eighteen that day he just thought he would take the day as well in a selfish act that is known as ‘Facebook Event Stealing’. I’m not eighteen for like, six, seven months, so I wasn’t drinking at The Ed, or as I’m going to call it for the rest of this blog; Ed, because I can’t be bothered typing The with a capital T every time that I type it out. So at Ed, nah fuck it that sounds weird, I’ll just go back to calling it The Ed... anyway, at The Ed last night, I didn’t drink or anything, but I can safely say that watching Tahlia Fairlie’s coin collecting journeys so she could afford her next beer was just as fun as drinking... well maybe not but it was fun.

Tahlia said like twenty seven things and whenever I laughed she said something like ‘Cosma, see that shit’s funny, put it in the blog!’ but yeah, I don’t remember what she wanted in, so I’m just going to leave it here and say that from The Ed we made our way to McDonalds and from there I went home and dealt some drugs in my GameBoy game for children and pretty much played the waiting game, and the GameBoy game... but yeah, I was waiting. I got a text, so I started to walk towards the front assuming that it was the ‘I’m out the front’ text from Chris, but as I opened up my phone I saw that it was a drunken text message from my ‘always sober’ Victorian friend.

Think i'm tipsy :) this is

an experience. Wooooh!

Haha

From: Caitlin Leech

12:36am 12-DEC-09

From reading the message I started to doubt how drunk she really was. I mean this was like the first time she has ever been drunk, and she spelt everything right. The first time I got drunk, fuck, it was off a six pack of beer and whatever other drinks people let me have or try or sip or whatever, and I was absolutely gone, I had the backpack full of other people’s drinks and at one stage I remember tripping over and just hearing the sound of a bag unzipping and then the sound of arms going into a bag and stealing drinks... it’s a very distinctive sound. Her text back in the morning cleared it all up for me I think when it said that she 'ended up falling asleep in the back of a guys car with him' but it's okay because the text started with 'I didn't do anything silly'.

I told mum that it was going to be a late one on Friday, so she was relieved to see me home by midnight. I told her that Chris is coming after so I won’t be home all night, and all her relieveness... I mean relief, turned into sadness. Mum then went to bed and I stayed up trying to find the cheapest place to buy heroin and cocaine. Mum then woke up, came to my room and said, ‘so I hope you are going to tell me that you’ll be staying home for the rest of the night,’ but as she said that my phone started to buzz in my pants, as in it was vibrating, and then I opened it and it was a text saying to go out the front, so I said my goodbyes to mum and made my way outside.

Chris then drove around for a bit with me and these two random girls in the car, who were a lot less random this time, they were in fact not random at all because this was the third time I have seen them. One of them is called Sarah Gobbie, and that is the entire name behind her story, wait I mean story behind her name, but the other one, the first time I met her, and even before I met her, I just assumed her name was Georgina Walker because, well, it was. I don’t know how we got onto the topic of it, but she said that her name was actually Georgina Cassandra Walker, and I was so happy, because ever since I saw Skins, I have always wanted a friend called Cassie.

After the bit of driving around, we made our way to Edwards Town Primary where the biggest game of soccer ever was being played there with like thirty people. Turns out that Bubs isn’t the number accurate person I always thought he was, because when we turned up it was just the usual five or so EPS people, and by five or so, I mean exactly five people. We played out, what I am going to call the best EPS session of my life, and then I don’t know if everyone got tired or we just realized that it was like four in the morning and we should be tired, but everyone made their way home. On the way home, I was just extremely keen to go to sleep, wake up, get fucking drunk and go to Bemo’s eighteenth and just party, but all of this keen...ness, just drained when Andrew said ‘there is a one hundred percent chance of there being a fight between the Glenunga people and the Unley people,’ but at this stage my keenness, what, that’s actually a word? Anyway, my keenness bar was still like three quarters full but it drained that little bit more when he said ‘you are not going to want to get in this fight, those Glenunga people smoke Ice out of light bulbs’ now I don’t know if he was serious or not but let’s just say, nah fuck it, I’m still keen to party.