So last day of school,

the Friday night before the weekend preceding the holidays

Normal teenagers went to parties,

Socializing

Travelling places, even.

While all this merry-making over the sudden freedom from the chains of University and school is going on...

Holed up in the most magical arcitectual learning space Adelaide has ever known...

Was two very bad time-managers.

Both who go by the name of 'Rebekah'.

Having left crucial assignments to the last moment

They were forced to pull the dreaded all nighter camp out,

to complete the assignments that followed them into the holidays.

Killer pythons to keep us alive...

Oh...Phanton of The 'Learning Hub'..

We slept in a pool of FatBoy bean bags... for about two hours after 6am...

So i finished my work and so slowly filled up the wall with origami made from the pages of the Uni's magazine On Dit...

Not all assignments were completed sadly.

Amy Meredith

i posted this while ago but: NEW DEVELOPMENT!!!

They commented on my wall post to them.....FREAKING AMAZING.

SO:

I got introduced to a new band this week.

Aussie band called Amy meredith! and they are super cool!

Anyways, they had a free live show last night!!

Me and a bunch of YSA buds decided to go and it was super fun! Live bands!!!

It was awesome and a bit creepy though, cause it was in a bar thing, so i actual had to use my ID and stuff to get in! An adventure i never thought i would have lol!

And because they arent really huge yet, I GOT TO MEET THEM :D

Well, sorta i met my favourite guitarist and said hello to the drummer, but still 

JEEPERS CREEPERS!!

For those of you who dont know them listen to this, one of my favourite songs.

Listen to 'Lying' too! Favourites!!

They were so close!

Joel the guitarists, one of my favs!

And this was for my other fav, the lead singer!! But too bad!

YSA peeps, minus the Josh's!! looking lovely and out of place :D

Jess and her friend got to go back stage and score the drumsticks off the drummer! Jealous! 

Fun times :)

Letters to Juliets.

SO i have this theory:

In every group of people there are 'Romeo's' and 'Juliet's'.
These people are the people that have everything going for them, and everyone can easily see that apart from one person: Them.

I know many Juliets. Most of them are my very dear close friends. But since moving to Adelaide, my lifestyle has skyrocketed in business.
Because of this, and the great amounts of distance between my friends and I, I have not been able to support them as I should.
Lately, this guilt has caught up with me so bad, so to remedy this I've done the best thing i could think of:

I've written letters to the Juliets :).

One Juliet's letter can be read about here.

Snail mail is the best and most convient way to touch and brighten somebody's day.

SO:

For all you bloggers out there: Put it on paper and share the happiness of the Snail Mail craze!

The Adelaide Show!

So it had to be done- ten days of listening to fireworks, putting up with slow traffic and people walking around with over-sized stuffed toys and show bags. So i went to the show!!

AND it was HUGE!

Views from the ferris wheel!

I went with some most beloved friends:

Beloved? Did i say beloved?

Well now,

Everything was great to begin with:

 i went and visited Jubilee and animal shows...

Ate lollies....

Had bubble gun fights....

 made new friends...

Along with a bunch of other cool adventures! BUT

the dreaded secret was discovered, and the rest of the day was spent like this:

I was wrestled, by my so-called beloved friends, kicking and screaming onto terrifying rickety rides that literally exhausted me by completely overloading me with terror!

I did cry a little bit on this one...

This was my 'aww wish i was short right now' face

Beloved friends fulfilling their deathwish, one i could run fast enough away from to evade their insistant commands to ride it.

I did get my revenge though:

You wanted to hold my hand on the ride? Fine: ILL CRUSH IT!! *i was just terrified i didnt realise i was holding on so tightly...

May or may not have damaged a hand or two with my death-grip

Despite living in fear of these rides, im half glad they wrestled me onto it regardless of my streaming eyes, screams and fruitless escape attempts - its all experience and im tougher for it, and it was fun sometimes...

The day ended with being splattered with dirt and mud while watching the Hilux stunt drivers, and then the lovely ending under the fireworks :)

On a side note to end this post: My beloved friend Mitch (the blonde terror out of the 'beloved' terrible two) went on his mission to New Zealand yesterday! What a great person :). Till we meet again Twinny!