driving without P's

it seems i am behind in the blogging.. how does the time slip away?

life has been busy with work and work and more work, and then you know - having a life.



-bowling-

after cleaning the entire cafe at my work, i went bowling with bucky and the boys - as i call it. I lost, as usual and my reigning title of gutter-ball queen is still in place. (though i did surprise them with a few spares..)

i especially liked it when dom and i decided to try and lose with the same amount of points and then she started doing REALLY well and i lost on my lonesome.



-vagina monologues-

Saturday was busy with seeing the O-show preview, then seeing the vagina monologues - and bens going away(goodbye ben, you are gone away to overseas. i will miss you!)

When it was called the vagina monologues, i really didnt realise it would be so literal. it is literally, a series of monologues about vaginas, some confronting and some funny. the audience ratio of boys to girls was overwhelmingly on the girls side, funnily enough.

i also learnt this night, what a true joy it is to give flowers to your friends after their performances. the entire show, i had to sit there with these flowers - beautiful yes, but SO annoying and i was so glad to see her so i could get rid of them - only to learn that I could have given the flowers to front of house staff who would have taken them to her backstage.

but it was beautiful,

and the party afterwards was beautiful and yet again i was sober. ah, soberness.

i think, that drunk people are hilarious. i got wrestled by my friend who now apparently owns my right foot. thanks danny - who is threatening to gamble it away in poker.



-tropfest-

i had never been to tropfest before, it was so amazing and great. we bought a picnic there, and the short films were entertaining and i had good company all night.



-host scheme day and night-

what a crazy day host scheme day was, from so early in the morning through to the afternoon- and trying to fit in catering with that. by the end of the day, i was exhausted and nearly didnt want to go to host scheme night..

but i did end of going to host scheme night of course, because why not go to a free party?

well, slow lines and expensive beer is one reason. all i really felt like doing, was either drinking through the tiredness and partying all night OR going home and writing to the small hours of the morn. due to no money and work early in the morning, i decided to leave early to get a little bit of rest before the craziness of the rest of the week started.



-Oweek-

so this week has been oweek for all those first years at monash. i am, now, officially, a fourth year. seriously? the years, where did they go?

I have made about a thousand billion cookies for wholefoods this week, give or take a few. to the point, where i dont want to ever see cookies again. cookies are annoying, because they take more time then things like cakes and muffins. they require more patience and tender loving care. they are SO annoying.

and then everyone would eat them, so i would have to make more.

which yes, was the point. but its still stupid.

thursday i sat on the stall for student theatre, which was good because there were three of us and we got to get all the free stuff from places. this one guy from a club talked to me like i was a first year, and it was great. he gave me free alky, and i didnt have the heart to tell him i was a fourth year. i went to see the last o-show, which means i saw the first and the last! yay. it was definitely a crazy one with crazy antics - as is o-show tradition.



-project starfish-

backtracking to tuesday night during o-week, let me tell you the story of project starfish. a while ago, naomi and i told tina we would throw her a surprise birthday party- when she least expected. tina forgot about this. but we did not.

i called it project starfish, the code name to keep tina from finding out. however, only i ever used this name. i still think it suits though.

my job, was to get tina away from the house long enough for everyone to arrive. i thought that this was going to be massively hard, but it turned out to be extremely easy. arguments about mi goreng and my housemate getting locked out of the house was all that was needed to distract the now 21 year old tina, and i kept thinking she would be suspicious that we were takng so long to get back to her house...

but she was not..

it was classic. when everyone jumped up and yelled surprise - she was so shocked and took a few minutes to recover from this.

everyone decided to do a speech, but clearly naomi and my rant's were the best out of all. especially when we grabbed the quote book and read out the most hilarious things - which is apparently not so hilarious out of context. mostly it was 'you had to be there' comments.

the night ended when i monopolised the monopoly board. woooooooo. i have never won monopoly so sweetly...



-trivia night-

i was exhausted by the time trivia night came around yet still i was so prepared to trivia it out. it was a fundraiser for a film that my friend is trying to produce, thus i saw this as a good investment. plus, i wanted to go to a trivia night again. its been awhile.

i am absolutely seriously 100% terrible at trivia. but, i gathered a team of intellects. we managed to come second overall - which is not a bad effort i think.
what did we win?
a marilyn monroe clock,
and lots of cheap red wine.
now, if you are following the blogs then you know exactly what cheap red wine does to me.
so i will wait for someone else to drink it. (hurry up kids.)


-the licence-

it was a few days ago when i discovered that my licence was on the verge of expiring. strange , thinks i, that i did not receive anything from vicroads being like "congratulations on your full licence!"

so i called them and apparently they did send me a letter.. which i did not receive so i was just required to go in and pay for my new licence and then i would be registered to drive again. (because at this point i may have been unlicenced and this may not have stopped myself and billy from taking spins..)

so yay, all i needed to do was go to vicroads right?

this proves to be complicated.

attempt one:

I may have drove. i assure you i felt very guilty and made many attempts to look like i had just gotten off the bus (things like, putting ipod on etc) only to find that vicroads shuts at 4 30, not 5. Time: 4:45.

attempt two:

i didnt drive. starting to feel more risky. the thought went like this, i will get a bus from uni and it will all be good because how can thing go wrong? well, i missed the first bus i was meant to get.

the second bus after that, and i thought - gee, im cutting things fine. i get off the bus a stop early because i am so anxious about making it on time. i run to vicroads.

Time: 4:31. closed.

i seriously wanted to cry because my exhausted O-week intensive, having made a thousand cookies body was just like - i want my car.

attempt 3:

i get two connecting buses from ym house in the middle of the day, find vicroads open - hand over my money, get my photo taken and woa-lah - new licence.

*karra does a dance because she is so happy about licence*

its an alright photo as well, which is a plus.. so i got to pick up my car from naomis and take the Pplates off and drive my love home.

-the garden-

is still alive. can i just say? still alive. maybe kiara might not look it, but the rest of the garden thrives on LIFE. thats it, im just proud.

-camp-
so rehearsal camp comes up for the weekend but my next blog will tell you all about it..(this is getting too long.)

if this week is any indication of what life will be like during semester i am in for a hell of a year. a fun year, but crazy!!!

my cheers and good love go out to all.

and remember- its a weird situation when you get home and your car and toothbrush are at your friends house.

more in the life of..

so here i am, telling you more about myself and my life. i feel strangely compelled to, as this is a blog..
I'm not sure where I left you in my life, but i have done plenty since. between 21st's, parties, work and life I'm starting to see the upside to being an insomniac because if I didnt sleep, i would miss less.
Maybe I'll start by expressing sympathies to anyone and everyone affected by black saturday. I have been extremely lucky, because my parents house is still standing and my Mum is ok. It got close, but they didnt get us.
Friday night I did a number of things, and also missed a party that I did want to go to, but unfortunately couldnt(unless they can create time lapses and i can attend lots of things at once)..
-Camp 6 at the Nott-
was interesting. I felt incredibly old. As a fourth year, I feel that the new jaffy's just keep getting younger. their inability to drink properly and their ability to make it seem childish has significantly improved. It seems hard to think that I was once them, although I have never been drunk at camp 6. (which im sure is a crime on some level..)
also, i knew almost no jaffy's - on account of being a fourth year and also a mega, meaning i didnt get kids on camp - which makes me sad on so many levels..
also, i was driving. so the thrill of being sober was while awesomely amazing, meant that I perhaps missed the buzz that everyone else had going on..
despite all this, it was good to catch up with new friends and old friends..
-The Beach 21st-
I will try to leave out names in this blog and refer to people by description. I rocked up at this party sober, and left sober. amazing, since I seemed to be having more fun then all the tired faces at 1am in the morning.
My usual attempts to create a dancefloor failed and I resorted to dancing with boys i did not know, until i decided that dancing on my own was better. It is a shame I did not get to drink the daiquiries there, they looked delicious but alas, the curse of being the driver is the inability to drink. not that I didnt seem more drunk then everyone else there.

Saturday, valentines day.
I decided I hated valentines day the day before this one, as I went to buy birthday presents at chaddy and saw all the commercialisation I thought - argh. Its not that I really want someone to share valentines day with, its just that - its such an excuse for people to get cute and couply.
but thats ok, we have decided K-pep is ok with dying alone(by choice) and being the 'crazy aunt' to everyones child. well, i am ok with this.
anyway, i ignored it by sleeping after boxing and then going to a 21st. -apologies to the many valentines parties and etc that I missed.
-The highschool 21st-
so this was a bit awkward. people i had not seen in years, coming all together to celebrate a loved one turning 21.
its really a short story.
I got absolutely smashed.
it was fantastic. champagne and orange juice went down well with me that night! Although i did stop when i felt my limit, because no, we are not ready for another dumplings night.
(oh also, thanks to bestie for being my valentines. aw.)
-the morning after-
felt a bit hungover. after having stayed at my besties house, i went out for lunch in berwick with her and her girls. which was very fabulous because of course, being hungover I felt like eating everything and eating nothing. ended up ordering what I in fact was not in the mood for, but enjoyed it anyway.
Then I went and watched the L-word at my friends house(3rd ep of season 6 and it was great!)..

-geebung and after events-
Being still slightly hungover, my friend comes over because we are going to geebung. it was an awesome night, starting with baileys imitation drinks and then continueing to a place that was a lot more crowded then i remember it ever being!
adam12 was the coverband that night and though i have always loved them and in the past been slightly stalker-ish because me and bestie used to go to far away places to see them play, they were really not as oomphy as i remember them.
I mean, they were good, they were a good cover band - but they just used to be so much better. Maybe it was the place, because i think it is too small and the sound system not great enough to do them justice or maybe they just lost their passion.... who knows, maybe i just got old. (but that is so hardly likely)
geebung shuts at 11 apparently, which is when our night got started. after being kicked out(all of us, not just me), we watched four guys do a massive nudie run and i say massive because boy were they running. I think we were slightly tipsy at this time because this was really the most amusing thing of the night thus far.
after having some pikers, we end up in a car driving towards chapel street singing/screaming the lyrics to such songs as 'i kissed a girl' and etc.. (i actually cant remember any of the others now, i just know that one was on..) which was highly amusing for all of us. after another piker gets out, there was just us three girls. (they know who they are.. laura and mel.. arh, but which laura and mel because these names are so common!! ahha!)
we decided that triplets was our aim, so bar crawl we did along chapel street. it was fantastic. places on a sunday night are just so not full of triplets! and everywhere we went was on the verge of closing so our crazy dancing was not appreciated to the full extent i think it should have been...
-the garden-
on monday, i got down with the soil. Taf, (who follows my blog and i follow hers.. aw.)
we made a magical garden in my wheelbarrow with butternut pumpkin, organo, thyme, basil, chocolate mint and strawberries.. (hopefully both these plants will take over the garden and i can have some sort of chocolate mint strawberrie concoction going on..)
we also introduced timmy-tom to the world. he is so wonderful. Timmy-tom the blue elephant watering can. I'm almost sure that taf and I had way too much fun making this garden for it to be a success.
The gardening guy at the gardening store inwardly laughed at my buying timmy-tom and I tried to explain what we were doing, causing more inward laughter. (but apparently he was cute and flirty so i will have to go buy some more plant accessories..)
so, we made some drainage holes and then put our soil in this wheelbarrow(half organic, half the cheapest stuff we could find..) and created a magic place for my cons from meredith to rest.
(note: it is now two days later and the garden is not dead. I am SO proud.)

-maeva's dinner-
ok so the next gig, after doing some work at uni and then dropping in at the arnott st house, was at maeva' house.
She has recently moved into a new house, with new housemates - and the game begins. She told me last week that I apparently know one of them, but that she wasnt telling me who it was. after her boyfriend worked it out he decided that we would now have our own secret and he told me who it was (hannah), and we didnt tell them that i knew..
so me being a fantastic actor, i put on a show(woot), and the famous scene at the nott went like, "hannah, maeva has this new housemate and she wont tell me who it is. do you know?"
im not sure if you bloggers are following but trust me, despite maeva insisting that she had suspicions of me knowing, they both thought i had no clue.
so when i walked into the house and hannah was jumping around and i said ' oh who didnt know you were going to be here' it caused riots.. hilarious. everybody should have been there.
*high five to people on excellentness*
then we all sat down to this wonderful four course meal prepared by maeva, and it was so yummy and i was so full.. SO full..

wow, i think this blog is getting long but theres only a few more things i would like to add..
-geelong roadtrip-
the day after we went to geelong fora function. (bunch of jaffy's in geelong got to meet.. via us.. )
which went fabulously, we had a 90% turnup.. (i think like, 3 of the 4 people allocated showed up.. but there was more people tagging so it was awesome)
I then demonstrated how to clean a bbq not with a scrapie thingyy(which would have been handy) but with all the random things on hand like napkins, coke, forks, etc. i explained to the jaffy's that this is am important skill
to things to learn here:
-never drinking coke again, cleans bbq's way too well..
-coke cleans quite well, but when dry leaves stickiness so always pour on water afterwards.
so much fun.

which brings me up to now, after watching the l-word last night again, i got woken up today by the gardner doing our gardens. right outside my window.

so i gave in, got up and wrote this.
princess, i hope you are well. still cannot figure out how to follow your blog. Blogger is against us.
my last insight at the end of the extra long last few days is
- people who are late are awesome.. (because i am late for uni right now, and therefore..)

K-PEP loves you.

finding my blog

I think it is a real achievement that I have found this blog again, without the help of anybody.
well almost.

dumpling night ended up a tad messy, thus I forgot everything about this blog except for the fact that yes, i had made one. finding the blog again didnt turn out to be so hard. knowing my way around blogger will prove itself to be a challenge though!

I have made this blog because you, my friend, have gone overseas to have crazy wonderful adventures in crazy wonderful places. This blog will let you know whats going on in the life of us, back here in aus.

I have a list of people that I hold responsible for the events of dumpling night:
Adam and Jess - you bought me a dumpling book. which is great, except it prompted me to have a dumplings night.
Allira - buying me wine glasses.
Raj - buying me a workable bottle-opener. Previous to this, I had a small dodgy one which i think i lost anyway.
Raj - for bringing the first bottle of red wine
Raj - for coming with me, and encouraging me in the purchasing of more said bottles of red wine.
Katie, Kaami, Laura, Maeva, Keano, Emma, Adam and anyone else who came to the said event and made it a drunken night.

The events of dumpling night wont be mentioned in any full detail here, except to say that I may never eat dumplings again because the smell of them prompts a queasy feeling in the stomach. Also, cheap red wine is out. swigging that last bottle was potentially a bad idea. I dunno whether i mentioned that I quit smoking to you, but I have officially quit being the casual smoker - for various reasons including that sophea yelled at me.

moving on.
To update you on life since you left the country:

Bushfires reign, and devestate all. But i'm sure you have read about this in the news, with the body count being the worst ever and with more to come. I am incredibly lucky because both my parents house, my mum and winston are all ok. after evacuating the house and staying at my sisters house saturday night, mum is back home and resuming life. Phew.

I then went to camp, and grievanced it up. As camps usually go, it was awesome though I did forget in the fire panic to pack such things as jackets and costumes - things which really would have come in handy.
At camp I discovered :
DJ'ing is awesome and stressful.
Drunk people are hilarious.
I missed having my very own kids. By the end of camp, the Jaffys didnt really quite comprehend my awesomeness. its not their fault, they werent given the chance.

I slept through the wake-up, on the last day. I'm not quite sure how, as the fire alarm managed to get set off in one of the cabins by the chainsaw. (hahaha). this was disheartening as its probably the last wake-up I would have the chance to attend, but also thrilling because jaffy's loved me for not waking them up but this was a strange feeling from being hated after so many wake-ups.
I also discovered another cult in the making, although they call themselves the 'green room.' right after applauding them for being awesome, I let them in on the fact that they will never be as awesomely awesome as light blue.

In other news, I caught up for coffee with taf today, who gave me an awesome plant which will grow butternut pumpkins. This will be planted on monday when my wheelbarrow garden comes into fruition. you all thought it would never happen, but it will. The ironic part is - the good thing about having it in a wheelbarrow is so you can wheel it around whereever yeah? well, due to the wheel on the wheelbarrow being shite, broken and not on the wheelbarrow this does in fact cancel out this useful aspect of a wheelbarrow.

katie is working heaps still, everyone else is good so far as i know. I have plans for another cocktail party, with the theme of absolutely fabulous. (because, yes, i would like to get drunk and abuse everyone.) I dont know when, but despite being out of the country I will invite you.

The futon is looking well though, after putting lots of chemicals on it,(you know that stain remover that squirts out the two liquids that combine to fight stains? yeah. advertising at its best, my friend.) it now has only a small stain and chemical/water marks. But i put a nice pale green sheet over the futon and it looks brand new.

I have decided blogging is weird.
Until next time when I update you on the goings on in the world,
K-Pep
x

drunken dumpling rants

hello raj.
I wont remember how to do this blog when i am sober so please remind me..

hopefully i will see you lots before you go away. This semester will be so weird without you!

I will have to blog you when i fail my essays, so you can laugh at me accross oceans. Because only then can I feel ok about it.
I will wear my tiara all the time, after i superglue it back together.

Anyway, this is all drunken blog.. therefore useless..
I will blog you again soon.. as soon as you tell me how..
: )

xoxo