I think I'm paranoid - Garbage

So the Byron pictures are sort of up. Many things happened but I'll just talk about one incident, for now.

Let me just explain that Byron Bay is about an hour away from the Gold Coast so no, I would not call this a roadtrip? Well technically we did stay at a cheap motel and did all that jazz so yea it was?

I also expected it to be a place with endless beaches - I've heard so much about the place, about how beautiful it is. Little did we know, we arrived there and it was raining season! It had not rained in 2 whole months, but the day we went out, come the clouds and down the rain pours.

Ah well.

Later at night, letsjustsayIgotalittletoointoxicated..

There was this one point when Jash was holding me trying to take a picture of me, I squirmed..

and hit my head against the window sill. like BAM.

We then went to this place called Cheeky Monkeys. Classy place - you dance on tables and everything.

But honestly, wah, I had the BEST time. They played music from the 90's - like Hanson's Mmbop, TLCs No scrubs, etc.

While trying to be a hero to climb up a particular table, little drunk Vid slipped and fell and hit the same spot on my leg....twice.

It's been a week and this is still what it looks like:

Oops I did it again - Britney Spears

Reason I deleted my previous post:
Sorry to disappoint guys, (believe me when I say this, I was just as devastated as you are about to be...)

But the whole Asher Roth thing was a fake. He never was at Bond. It was a plain old stupid rumour some idiotic American decided to spread because a guy here RESEMBLES him.

And that is who "I met". The guy who "stole my couch". The guy I fantasized about getting to....ahem ok got a bit carried away there. But yes. That guy is no more but a little peasant trying to get ahead in this crazy world.

And now whenever I see this douche (ok this is not his fault - but who asked him to look like Asher!) - it brings me back to the time that I was betrayed. The time I told 12421412123 people about this. I called my MOM up for God's sake. And yet, the definite and concluding words uttered by the guy who told me all of this to begin with (who, fell for this too) really hit a spot.

(our heart has neurons, so technically we have "two brains" - so when he told me this I HAD HEART PAIN. PAINNNN I TELL YOU PAAAIIIINNNNNNNN)

..and then we turned our hurt in to anger and decided to pay revenge to the guy who "thought" that this would be absolutely fucking hilarious.

Well guess what buddy, CHUM, fucking pal. Jokes on you. You'll see.

On another note, way way too much has been happening. I've been on a roadtrip to Byron with friends (they have yet to upload the pictures) which was greattttt, had a couple of accidents there though - will elaborate on that further when I have my pictures..

Oh. I also overcome a fear of mine:

thats me. Holding a farking long Python.

note: I love this dress:)