Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside

Wow. Holiday's over already. Well, the week away is over already. Holiday's are still going strong. Port Campbell was awesome. Really a great and fun week. Lets see if I can make a proper entry about it.

Monday morning. I caught a bus and a train for the first time in a year. It was surprisingly boring, I was expecting so much of that trip, but nope! nothing happened. Didn't miss any trains, there were no accidents, I didn't even get hit on by a drunk. Well, it was monday morning, so I'll excuse it that. But yeah. Made my way to Flick's house, was slightly early (no, really!) So then Kev Flick and I went to pick up Peter and then we headed off to Colac! What a wonderful town. Well, we didn't really see much of it. We saw the safeway, and the bakers delight, and then looked for a pub, but found a music shop.

So yeah, we arrived at Port Campbell, and then came Pat Mish and Duy! We were a party of people! Duy is a pretentious wanker, he asked me to write, so there you have it. And we played Truth, leaving out the dares. Yeah, was a good night. Did we go down to the pier? Probably, I think we went down every night, correct me if i'm wrong.

Tuesday, what did we do? Well, from my sketchy notes, we went to a river and a beach. That was fun too. The river was a bit swampy, so I didn't go in, and went exploring instead. Got my skirt wet. And then went over the rocks with Peter. Fun, but sore on my bare feet. Hehe, sorry, a lot of this will be 'it was great, but i hurt my self in this way' I'm such a whinger. Hm, yeah, that'll do for tuesday.

Wednesday, we said goodbye to Duy, Pat and Mish. We were four again. We went to a hidden beach that took forever to get to and from. But the result was incredible. The beach was deserted, it was just us for miles in every direction, it felt like. Except for upwards. Tourist helicopters kept flying overhead. The waves were brutal! Huge dumpers, so we didn't really go out very far. The flies on the walk there were horrendous, but there was worse on the beach, march flies! They bit hard! We were the famous five! With an imaginary Timmy the Dog. Actually, we did have a Timmy, but he didn't come adventuring with us, he lived across the road where we stayed. But it really felt like a famous five sort of thing to do, traipse over fields to get to the beach (deserted of course) while on summer holidays at Kirrin Island. Or something like that. Well, after an exhausting walk back to the car, which involved walking up the steep overgrown path that led down the hill to the beach. Two trips up and down for the boys who returned for Flick's watch.

Hmm, well what about thursday? I hear you ask. Thursday was.... hm, A day in which we needed more groceries. I think we went to the creek in the morning, and then we went questing for Peter's grandma. A lovely woman. She reminds me of a granny that lives in one of my childhood books. Except that she didn't farm sheep. The trip there involved many aqua songs, and disney songs, and other songs. Hehe, I never thought I'd be listening to aqua again after I turned 14.

Friday, the arrival of Beth! Hello Beth! We went to Peterborough earlier on, and climbed sand-dunes to get to the beach. That was great, I love sand-dunes. After lying on the beach, and falling asleep for a couple of minutes, Beth called, so we met up with her, and went back to the house to get our swimming gear, and back to Peterborough! We went boogying to the sounds of Grease, starring Peter as Danny, and boogy'd our boards in that horrendously powerful swell. It just dragged you! And when you're in the middle of it, it's so hard to keep your feet and get out. A tumble-dryer, it felt like, but it was still fun. Then, back to the beach, I sunbaked with a box to hide me from getting any sun at all (yay!) and Peter Kev and Beth went to the top of a sand mountain and rolled down it. Wow. What a day. It was pretty exhausting. We went back to the house again, after purchasing more alcohol, and I drank lots of red wine. I like it now.

Saturday involved going home, much sadness. Beth went exploring a bit in her car, while the rest of us headed off to Melbourne. I got home at around 2.20, and went to work at 3. I was exhausted. And I jammed my finger in the change drawer. Not just a normal drawer, but a metal drawer that is like a safe, and weighted so that it closes. Anyway, you have to slam it really hard to make it lock properly, and my finger got in the way. OUUUCH. Kindof. It's really bruised, right at the bottom of the nail, and people keep telling me my nail will fall off, but I refuse to listen to them. I'm typing with it right now, and it's only twinging slightly. Just one of those things that hurt really bad when you do it, but go away pretty quickly (I hope)


And yeah, that brings me to today. It's 20 past one, and I need to find some breakfast. Toodles!


Hm, and a dream I had last night. I went back through time, and I met my family, and I saw little me. It was bizarre. And I talked to them, and Nicky was there (Nicky was my old dog) and I talked to mum, and she wouldn't believe that I was Katie all grown up. Ah well.

And Alistair broke it off with Cat. I feel terrible for them both. But he's already going out with this new girl, Monet. She can play five instruments. That's all I know about her. Cat came around during the week to visit mum and give her a letter, calling us her adopted family. She is such a sweet person, and I really wish Alistair hadn't changed his mind about them.

Oh well, nothing I can do about it. *sigh*

New years was great fun. So much fun. I was extra happy at being with lovely people and laughing and singing and dancing (pretending too, anyway) and drinking and eating, and overall making merry. Twas grand.
Celebrated the extra second by shouting out Arse! to the world.

I resolve.... I don't know what I resolve. Maybe to get over things? Maybe to step forward more often? Maybe I should resolve to have a boyfriend, but I don't think that's a particularly good resolution, sort of takes the free will out of it, or something like that.

We were vegetarians on this trip! (I'm shamelessly stealing from Bill Bailey here) But we were post-modern vegetarians, and ate meat, ironically. I heart Bill Bailey, he rocks my socks.


Am going to have a nap before I have to go to work.. have to start at 5 today. But we also close at 9. Yay! And then, I can leave as soon as I finish cigarette stocktake. Funny how Sharon always seems to take the one sunday in a month when she's supposed to do stocktake, off, really coincidental. So yeah, muggins here has to do all her work for her. But yeah, technically only a four hour shift, yay! So I'll be online again later when I get home.


Oh yeah, naptime. 'm sleepy. Got to bed around 4, and woke up at 8 for some strange reason. Sleepy!

This week has been pretty damn good. Started off with christmas being over, yay! then, working a couple of days, narnia, wandering the city, chatting at the shrine, heading to brighton beach, getting sunburnt, having LOADS of fun, picnicking on floating docks, watching flames fly, hanging outside a drain, and making plans to go away. It's been great!

Sorry guys for not going in the drain, normally I'd be all for it, but last night I was just a bit cranky. Too much sun can do that to me... sorry!

But yay! Mt Macedon today! I almost wrote tomorrow, shows how tired I am. I slept on my stomach all night, and my back right now is all tender *whimper* Oh when will I learn to properly apply sunscreen! *weeps* I also feel as if I've been botoxed. can't move my forehead, and therefore don't look like I'm changing expression very much. I think I need to go and find some moisturizer. Ah, thats heavenly. Ooh! so cold. And then I'm going to wash it all off, which means I'll have to put it all on again *sigh* why do I let myself get sunburnt every year? Gah. I annoy myself. Curse my too pale skin that never tans! Bah! I might go a little browner though this time. But it won't be much, and it will fade pretty quickly. Dang it all to heck.

Hm, I guess I should go and get ready. Ho hum. Not yet. I'm too tired. I might go read for a while, pretend that I haven't woken up yet... that'd be nice. it's too early at any rate *completely ignoring the fact that it's nearly ten a.m*

Goodnight!