Hey sister, do you remember when?

Alright this might potentially end up pretty long.

Yesterday I went out to the city again. Unless I’m mistaken, I haven’t been to the city since probably last assembly, back in mid December.

Mom took the day off yesterday so I didn’t have to worry about busses and all that. She dropped me off at Glen station, and when she drove away I thought I’d left my mobile at home. So I was nervously waiting for D.P. to show up, and then I asked her if I could use her phone to call Mom at home. But since it takes about 10 mins to drive home, we went to the Glen and walked around, and when it was around the right time I called Mom. I asked her to search my room for my phone. She was really pissed off because it was messy and she couldn’t find the phone. Later, I found it in my bag.

D.P. and I took the train and we caught up on the way, because we hadn’t seen each other in a while. I thought you looked rather pretty yesterday! But you wouldn’t accept it. Sheesh.

We got off at Melb Central, because D.P. wanted to check if someone was working there that day. She wasn’t, but we, or rather D.P. saw a couple of Asians she knows. After that we decided to take the No 1 to Dani’s place, but just missed one, so walked down to Collins and took the 112. Arrived at her place in time to watch Andrew get beaten by “crazy dancing chick” on Tekken. We took turns playing Tekken for a while (I hate games where I don’t know the keys and have to button mash. ‘Cos D.P. owns in button mashing).

Carmaine came later on, and we took a walk around South Melb. Or, specifically, around the vicinity of Clarendon. It was windy but it was definitely fun.

After a while, we came back into the apartment. Unfortunately D.P. had to leave, which made me feel guilty for dragging her out and then hanging out with Carmaine most of the time. We played with Lysh for a while, and we watched Dani feed Slash and Kane, the two Mexican-Something-Fishes. At around six we decided to go eat dinner, and said goodbye to the two lovebirds, and Marco, and went out to Clarendon to look for something to eat. Carmaine “didn’t want anything in particular” and took that to almost literal meaning when I suggested something and she’d say no. She said she felt like pasta. We went to 2 places with Pasta. She said no. Fair enough I said no too, to one. But still.

Decided that we’d eat at DeGraves, and took the tram down into the CBD. I needed to pee (sorry, tactless, I know) so we stopped by Australia on Collins because that was the nearest toilet I remember. As we were taking the escalator down into the foodcourt, where the toilet is, we noticed Il Divo had a $10 menu. So we decided to eat there to see what it was like. That and, we’re cheap. So we ordered the food and drinks, and sat down to a really awesome meal, talking about things that we normally didn’t talk about. I learned something about her, or actually I had some things confirmed that I thought about her, and well I don’t know, Carmaine, did you learn anything about me? What I did learn was how awesome you are, and how lucky I am. I really liked that dinner, despite the dry chicken and you ordering the same dish again, because, like you said, the “company was good”.

After dinner, we decided to walk off the food. Since, as previously mentioned, I have a pretty had sense of direction, all I remember is walking down Bourke St, and hitting GPO, and then I was pretty lost until we got back onto Lonsdale. But we took some pictures, found the alleyway with the commisionned graffiti (saw an awesome Grim Reaper one), and then stumbled across a DeGraves-like alley with cafes and stuff that we thought we’d take Bee to next time (there was a hot waiter, so we figured, Thursday nights, definitely). It was a bit annoying because as we walked past, the hot waiter thought we were potential customers. Carmaine was in front so she got the “hey how are you” nice smile and by the time I walked past they figured we were useless to them, so I got the “okay whatever, move along” face. Figures. Story of my life, eh?

Got back to Melbourne Central and noticed our next train was in 28 minutes because we’d just missed one. So we decided to walk around and sit down again, and as we were walking around, we saw Dom and 2 other guys at the breaking spot. So we went up and sat down and watched them breakdance (Dom has a cool digital watch that has big numbers, so even short sighted people can see it at a glance) and Carmaine took a video on her camera of Dom breaking. But this was before we decided our train was going to be here, and we went down to the station. Only to realize we missed that train again, by moments. So we waited another half hour with Dom and the others. At some point, security was called and AGAIN we got kicked out of that place. According to Dom, though, his breaking sessions usually only end when security comes. We weren’t late for the 2nd train, at 8:30, and on the train home Carmaine did Sudoku while I sat on the floor (it was a bit busy because it was only three carriages. Imagine our surprise when we, sitting where the first carriage usually is, watched as the train stopped short 20 meters away) and dozed. Then when the person next to Carmaine left, I sat next to her, and we both played Younglife by Anberlin on our separate iPod/MP3s, “over and over again”.

Hugged her goodbye, while agreeing that an emo chick was too skinny, and realized that this was the last time I’d see her until she got back from camp (it’s like the cruise all over again) but it was somewhat dulled by the awesome wait that is SALE! Wait, not a sale, I mean the place, Sale.

Because, and this will be my early explanation, from Monday to Tuesday (considering I don’t know when I return on Tuesday) I’m going with Pure Awesomeness, Julia, Jen, Vania…and myself…to Sale. I get to go to the country! Last year Sonam, Julia, April and I were going to do the same, but even further, going to Bairnsdale, but it was cancelled. This time it’s fo’ sho’. Unfortunately I have to be at Flinders by 7:56 in the morning. Kill. Me.

On Saturday I’m going to April’s birthday “thing”. I can’t believe it’s been a year since we last went out for her birthday, to Soda Rock, and watching Hunting and Gathering, and getting April a free milkshake because it was her birthday.

I came home last night at past 9, so I was a bit lazy and didn’t email Eunice and Bee to make them laugh. Otherwise I’ve been doing really well with my resolution. I think I’ll make them laugh extra hard today. I slept at 11 because I was up talking to CJ (another mention!) and that was rather stupid of me leaving early because I ended up not falling asleep for ages. I think I’ve caught the Vania-Syndrome. Who knows. I might start calling Robert Pattionson “RPattz” soon. Ha. Fat chance. He has aids.

God it was good to get out of the house.

“Old enough to know, but too young to care.” Right, Carmaine?

Defluffe, Out.