17.5.08

Lessons on Getting Kicked Out

I'm nearing the end of 21st birthday parties.

My great friend, Klair, celebrated hers on Anzac Day with quite some flair arriving in a stretched, black limo hummer. The party went well into the morning and it'd be fair to say the night wasn't without trouble. Trouble that was never started by any of us but more so, service men. Trouble also comes in the form of a bar tab.



Tonight, I'll be out to celebrate another friend's 21st and that could well be the last of them. Maybe things might settle down and I can finally focus on uni work.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I LOVED THIS NIGHT + FIGHTS = AWESOME

May 20, 2008 at 9:44 PM
Anonymous said...

Yey photos!!
It was a great night I must say :) But of course the bday girl would see no difference...

May 21, 2008 at 8:28 PM

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