So I went back for musical this year, unlike some people who I probably don’t need to mention. I woke up at 3.30 am on Saturday morning in order to be ready to catch the shuttle bus at 4.45am. The flight was at 6.30, and I got into Brisbane at 6.55. Mum picked me up and we were home by 7.45. I went to sleep for a little while (I think?) and then I was up again to drive to Toowoomba (Yes! Me! Drive! On the highway! And my Mum didn’t try to jump out! It was AWESOME!).
So I drove to Toowoomba and saw some family friends, then I went out for dinner at 5.30 to see all my other friends. Hayley and Erica came just to see me, even though they weren’t going to the musical or to the party at our friends. Ben Nuss came to dinner but not to the musical.
So we all ate and then we went off to school. It was so awesome coming back, but also kind of sad. I didn’t know everyone there anymore, which was weird, but nonetheless I was excited. I saw one of the girls and Andrew [a couple of years younger than me] that were being ushers, and Andrew promised that he’d get the others to come and see me after the show.
I met up with Dave and Liam and Jess, as well as Collette, Ellinore, George, Jay, and others. It was great.
The musical itself —mmm. I’m not sure. Personally (and probably because of bias) I think our year’s was better, but I can’t judge that because I wasn’t watching it. Still, this years was fun — particularly the football jocks doing the YMCA and grabbing each others’ arses. Wouldn’t have happened in our year, I swear.
 Then after the musical I saw all the guys in it — they were so excited. One of the guys, Alex, saw me and gave me a big hug and he was like, “Is it true you’ve come all the way from Sydney?” and I nodded and he almost started crying. Then I saw my old music teacher, the one who told me to go into Stage/ Event management, and she was so happy and upset at the same time; “I didn’t think I’d see you here! Oh, thank you so much for coming! We missed you so much!”
After that I went with Dave so he could show me his house [He's just bought one -- it has a gorgeous view!] and we went to George’s family’s coffee shop. We had chips and drinks, etc, with the younger kids and the older peeps, which I kind of adored. After that Dave dropped me off at the twins and I got drunk. Enough said.
Well, not really drunk. I was playing I never with them — not a game to play with people who’ve known you for 10 years. But even before I had stuff to drink I was very excited and hyperactive …
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…but it was most likely the drinking the contributed to the hick dancing in a big Akubra. Mmm.
I had a great weekend.
