such a toxic two weeks

so i had the "schoolies experience" as exspected.. alot happened so i thought it would. the exsessive alcohol, drugs, social meetings. all went down swimmingly throughout the atmosphere of each evening. i don't think there was one evening where i wasn't involved in something illegal. but then again - who wasn't.

grace was lovely to hang out with. beside her high and low swings between moods i somehow found a way to juggle her sober and under the influence of unmentionables.

i was able to catch up with friend i hadn't seen in so so long. prue and kelly were probably one of the best highlights. with their cute little smiles and cute cut little dresses how could you not miss that! along with them came new friends to meet and hopefully long lasting ones also.

speaking of new friends; we made some amazing foolful friends with the people right next door to us in our hotel! they were from the sunshine coast (most second best visited place i venture to in australia). 5 boys who were just out there to have a good time as much as grace and i did. we shared night romances with them and far too much "fine wine."

ofcourse we had our encounters with the people on the streets;
isaac and i had our lovely aquanences along the pathway to home. some lovely folks offered us to their humble abodes - which weren't so humble once we arrived. seemed more like a brothel of some sorts...

every night was a possible electric dream full of streaming flashes of colour detailed with a million faces all young and happy. ears as large as elephants listening to the swirling beats within the atmosphere. rain slipping and sliding off of our faces every 5 seconds. the fresh adrenalin makes us want more. and more. and more, untill we can take none till we hit the ground and awaken to another day full of regret and forgotten dreams from the night before. so we start all over that evening. hopeing to not repeat but all the same we do. again and again.

as soon as we knew it the "schoolies experience" was over. i spent over $300 dollars spending money and $90 credit on my phone. as lovely as every night was spreading my wings along the esplanade with no worries but a cop asking me how old i was.. but when it came down to it i knew i really didn't give a damn in the end.