such is life. had its ups, had its down. such is life (many a joke from that line will enshrew the next few days).

drove up with nick's friend jack, who happens to reside at the other end of samuel's street - though nick only kne how to reach there from west footscray station. i had a tent, being the well prepared cubscout that i am, the only problem was that the actual tent part was missing (we had the fly, the pegs, the skeletel system and all the bags).

i did quite enjoy vae victis (note: noor, latin?), the eclectic bunch that they are. they enounciate properly, they all play their instuments well and the guitarist looks like he collects model trains and knows alot about computers.

missed pisschrist and the finnish band, as it was raining and everything was getting relativly wet. and minimal amounts of the equipment were working so we figured better to go to the warm sleeper (samuel had been up and working since four; and i was kept awake thinking about land-locked countries - damn you azerbaijian) as we had been waiting for about an hour in the rain already, and it wasn't looking like anything was going to happen - all the character who seemed to know anything about what was going on were far too drunk.

the downsides were more fucking annoying than anything else. the food was not too well organised, or salted, and came out only twice, once at 6ish again at 10ism. we missed the first round and by the time the second round came everyone who had missed the first (quite a number of people) were quite peckish as you can image. i remember running/skipping with nick while yelling samuel over. the transport wasn't great either. the place was 12km from a concrete road. no public transport only a packed shuttle bus. the shuttle bus driver had broken/fractured a rib and was not fulfilling his position as shuttle bus driver. needless to say, we were stranded. we waited by the gate for about 3-4hours. the guy from missing link had two spare seats in his car and didn't offer us a lift, he merely waved at us. i was annoyed. eventually two girls picked us up (and one of them was half-asian with a pixie fringe). eventually we got back to melbourne. i got home at 6.

"everytime there's an unnecessary shot of cleavage and/or bust you drink"

adam, reece, max, jack and samuel.
adam vomitted on himself and spoke of cassie.
max vomited on himself, the chair and in general everything.
reece is a poor drunk. he locked us in the room. he harassed several people at the pub. he burnt alot of food. a poor drunk indeed.
didn't really see jack much as i probably went to sleep at about 10 (jack got there at 11); adam made me do it i swear.
samuel is a dangerous boy with a warped sense of 'safety'. shooting a slingshot at max's bare buttocks is not safety.

samuel came to my national youth week, mind body and soul event and he enjoyed it. making soy candles, eating vegan food and getting free stuff.