cheers!

It's been almost a month since I last posted on this blog. Sorry for abandoning you once again. I'm not going to bore you with what I've been up to the past 30 days since it was just assessments, stress and more assessments! But I will share with you yesterday's events!

It was Durga's 16.5 birthday partaye! The day began with me taking the bus from Liverpool to Minto. And shittyrail, you've done it again! It's bad enough that there's trackwork (kinda), but at least make the buses run on time!! Seriously, I was standing behind a VERY affectionate couple for 15 minutes. But the couple's friend probably felt worse than I did. No one likes being the awkward third wheel. So guess who I saw at the station? Kristen! We actually sat together on the bus and conversed. Thirty minutes later, I finally arrived at Minto and met with Raymond and Tony. Being the fatties that we are, we decided to make a "short" stop at Hungry Jacks! Oh! On our way to Hungry Jacks we walked past St James Ministry, what a coincidence since Raymond, Lauren and I were dressed as nuns!

It was around 6 when we left Hungry Jacks and entered into the shadow lands, otherwise known as the streets of Minto. I am not kidding you guys, but that was not a pleasant experience. We even devised a plan back at Hungry Jacks if we were to ever encounter these scenarios:

1. Interested in females = Trip Anita, yell "free vagina" and run away

2. Interested in males = Trip Tony, yell "free penis/asshole" and run away

3. Cannibal = Trip Raymond, yell "free meat" and run away

To think that it couldn't get any worse, well, it did. The newly built streets were infinitely worse. I put it down to the eerily lit streets! Thankfully Durga's dad came and rescued us! Turns out, we were walking down the wrong street LOL! (thanks tony). But we all made it to her house in one piece and that's all that matters :)

At the beginning of the party everyone was being awkward turtles because macfielders were standing around the stairs and kitchen, whilst the hurlstonians were practising dance moves and eating. At one point, we wanted to have a flashmob to "get the party started". Buuuuuut we didn't. The rest of the night consisted of dancing, resting, dancing, resting and cake, more dancing and yeah, you catch my drift!

THANK YOU DURGA!