The weather holds that last moment of sun rays as we three walk along the footpath to our destination. Occasionally one of us finding ourselves walking on the grass as we talk about anything and everything. Two guys to either side of me, my best friends planning on having a good night with alcohol.
Planting ourselves at the back of Northies with a subtle isolation of no one else being around the area at 4pm, under the trust that it will fill up soon, and we will have somewhere to sit.
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| Frankie and Matt, we were the first lot there |
We were not alone though. More people 4 bottles of champaign later decided to show their face. Among them my best friend and her boyfriend. Which for once thing I managed to get a rare off smiling photo of Daniel, anyone that's known him will agree that is one of the hardest challenges you can come across.
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| Mary and Daniel |
You can tell the moment when things started to blur by the way we began to pour our drinks. Spillage occurred and not a shit was given that night. Laughed it off and let what ever was spilt on our clothes just dry away. There was laugher, stories and conversations which are blurred with the words 'what happened' now that morning has come and gone.
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| Not a single shit was given |
9:15 when too drunk to care, we all headed to fusion with the idea we would be there early enough to avoid the line. What we came across was about a wait that could have been an hour for all we know before frankie was rejected and we headed off to Sting Bar instead. That was not a loss though. I didn't have to pay for any of my drinks thanks to Andrew who filled my drinks back up once the last one was empty. Alicia came and joined us after she finished work and even corby joined Frankie, Andrew, Christian and I.
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| No idea what was going on here. I don't think they did either. |
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Alicia and Frankie. Beyond drunk
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I love my friends, I honestly have been beyond blessed to have so many friends in my life. Most people struggle to have one, I on the other hand have a basketful which each in their own way hold memories I will never forget. Maybe it's the fact it's ANZAC day today that's making me like this but I don't care. They mean so much to me and it's sad that I can tell them how much I love them but it never feels like it's enough.
Labels: Friends, Holiday
So I guess with all things you want to know a little about me then? Sorry to dissapoint you but that's going to have to come later. Right now I'm a little busy to talk about my life but hey look around, read a bit, you might learn something about me you didn't know before.
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