So, um, I went into the city last night. And to say I had fun was, well, slightly under-stated. We went to a friend’s birthday at the Diamond on Pitt Street and I got, um, slightly drunk. Was dancing with people, which was fun. I got hit on twice in the space of buying one drink, got two phone numbers (won’t call either of them), and then decided to meet up with other friends at Sidebar, a backpackers place. By this time I was more than a little drunk. One of our lecturers was the DJ there, and another one was with him. We were dancing with our friends and this one guy came up and –
– well, lets say there was some suck face right in front of my teachers. By that I mean, I was right against the wall where the DJ booth was.
…Shame. >.>
Anyway, we stopped and I went back to my friends and the guy disappeared. Then Carina and I went to go and find McDonalds, which was cool, too. We decided we were going home and got a taxi. Got home about four, woke up around ten and now I’m doing applications for Industry Training, and I’m getting a little stressed with work and everything.
So that’s my weekend thus far.
