One life is never enough.

Ive been working hard and playing hard, the last two weekends have been contrasting in theme.

The weekend before last was a major booze hag/ party animal weekend.

and last weekend was a major, back to nature sublime beacehs and painfull hiking.

both in there own way were great. i will ellaborate

In the weeks ive basically been working hard for uni. as i only have 6 days left till everything is due, i was told that i dont have to do a portfoilo because i am an exchange student, but i told them back that that is a load of crap i am going to do one, i wast something to show fro myself in theese 6 months! this is a illustration i made for a postcard, it was nice doing design for fun illustrative purposes rather than “for the man”

sooooo Party weekend. this is epic because i am a nana! take that into consideration

On thurs i worked at the money order till 1am then hung around with Roy doing cash up and drinking pimms and lemonade till like 3 then went to bed, had work LAST DAY at don camillos 7am start, sooo not much sleep was to be had! as soon as i got home from work, Lauri and Jukka who were throwing a big party in st Kilda were at our house, see they needed our beastly sterio! so we all piled into the car with the sounds pumpibg yea you know the speakers were hooked up in the car, and we went on a beer mission, lots and lots of beer!

Lauri, Jukka, Lots of beer

the party was pretty sweet, thet had people dj ing on the computer and whippin out some rocking tunes so we dances and we drank, it was a little too cold to swim, but we felt the water, the beachfront apartment was sooo full it was like a club. Lauri had a sweet new Fish eye lens!!

Three fishes

lol, when it got to like 3 someone started playing some slow old school tunes, possibly to get rid of the people but everyone rolled with it and started slow dancing and trance dancing, at first some of us tried to halt the downwars pace with some head banging but eventually reverted to the slow dancing! we got home at 5.30am, i was proud. cause Marvin always mocks me and my friends about finishing and going to bed at 10!

the next day i had work, but only at 4, sweet as, it was a busy night at the Money Order Office, all the more reason for the staff to get Crunk after work!! lol soo when we finished at 2am we had all ready been drinking the few hours prior, we headed to the Carlton club and FUCK. i am never gonna try and keep up with the hospo crowd ever again! there alcoholic’s!!! woah!! it was really fun though i wiord with a great crowd, he he, that night i really felt part of the cool Melbourne scene, the people i work with know all the bouncers and bartenders and cool people, and we never wait in line and we gety drinks cheap, and i get introduced to all these lanky indie cool boys who are nice to look at. at ilke 5 me and roy decided to walk home i think this was a good idea as i was very keen on taking advantage of the sexy drunk head chef from work. we stopped outside lounge bar caus roy was like lets have a dance, the bouncer was like na were closed, i saw his ponamu and i was like ‘aye you a kiwi,’ he was like “na kiwi lover!” lol and he let us in after 5 mins of trance dancing i was ready for bed, so i walked home, i got to bed at 6. real good effort! he he Roy fell off his bike on the way home.

sunday was the hottest day yet. I stayed in bed all day!

OK The Hiking weekend

Lillian, Ben, Maud and i went to Wilsons Prom, its about a national park about a 3 hour drive from Melbourne. We got there at about 5 on Thursday and set up our tents went for a walkie on the beach, made dinner on the bbq, steak, snags, and 6 onions. yum then it was dark so we went to bed. me and maud shared a tent, when she was out brushing her teeth i heard a rusteling, maud? maud? is that you . no answer, lilian? ben? are you trying to play a joke on me, but no it was my good friend, WOMBAT, and he found the door of the tent and he walked on in, FUCK OFF WOMBAT. i said and i banged the ground and screamed maud ive got no torch!! it didnt maul me, im alright, but i was a bit freaked out! after a great sleep on thin camping mattress we started our hike, 16km on the first day, woah, let me tell you after 1 k with that pack on my back i was ready to jump off the side of the cliff because i thought it would be a less painful way to get out of there, ahhh the luxury of being airlifted to a hospital, the idea so romanticized in my mind!!

after 10k we made it out to sealers cove, it was beautiful, we stopped for scroggon then tramped on to our destination, Refugee cove. We sat with our packs on the beach in the sun and it felt like we had just washed up we were the only ones around for miles. we went for a swim, made camp, made padta and pasta sauce for tea and watched the stars. the next morning lilian and ben got up at like 7 to cary on there 27km hike that day then 19km the next, There crazy! maud and i slept in untill 10 then hung aroung waiting for the sun to come out,we walked along the beach and along the rocks, the guy in the yacht in the bay offered us a lift to Hobart but we had to turn him down. soon the sun came out and we lay on the beach in our bikinis soaking it up. (with thick layers of sunblock of course.) after like 20 mins a gtoup of 7 eligible batchelors hiked past it seemed humourous that there was no one roulnd for miles that they would stumble upon us, they thaught that the yacht was ours!! wehee! unfortunatlkly after a small chat the sexy hikers had to press on there way so we lay back and bathed in the peacefull serenity untill two jet skis came round the corner then ther ws 4 then 7 then 15 jet skis all parking at our own private beach. we didnt give a shit about our serenity cause they offered us a ride!!! yehaa!!!

Look at me ride

IT was great i have never been on a jet ski before, first we went with these two really old guys and they went really slow, then when we got in some other guys wanted to show us how it was really done so maud got on with some lovely old man with a grey ponytal, wild ones you can never trust, well the totally had a comnnection, he trusted her enough to let her drive!! woah!! i got on with a huge fat guy and i had to hold him for dear life to stop from flying of the thing, it was great fun, we got air, and did doughnuts and went really really fast!!

then we had to pack up camp and walk back the 6k to sealers cove, nothing was as fun after the thrill of jetsking! that night there were like 23 other tents at the Campsite and heaps of kids even though it was still like a 10k walk from anywhere!! crazy kids! next day up at 6.30 to do the last 10k back before it got too hot, not that it ended up getting hot that day. It was comforting that maud and i were both as pained as eachother when it came to hiking, we would complain and bitch but keep each other going. When we got to the end i was triumphant i had hiked 31Km and i had learned something valuable, I hate hiking, nex time i am going to visit the serene beaches by yacht!  we hobled like raped Grandmas to the cafe and waited for the others to finish ther hike. Im Glad i did it! more photos later, of scenery and flora and fauna and such, the others took better pics than me!!