I am so prroud of her! She looked so good in her robe with polished make up and a big smile on her face!!!
WOO hoo!!


Been a funny two weeks and a whole lot of shizz has been happening e.g
lost my wallet, family has issues, friends have issues, my life has
issues, I'm an issue.
Me me me me...
Lol! That's what this whole blog is about! Me and my issues.
But you know, if you give a damn I just want to tell you I'm ok.
Everything is gonna be alright but before that happens a whole lotta
shizz has to come down first.
When your at the bottom the only way to go is up baby.
Trust me.

Awhile back, two of my good friends just got engaged, Allan proposed to
Jo on top of Mount Doom (Lord of the Rings fame) volcano Mount Ngauruhoe. After a horrendous 8 hour walk (Jo's is certainy not a nature type
woman, she's more 'sex and the city' gal), after swearing and cursing
up the mountain, Allan went on one bended knee and proposed to his
girlfriend in the midst of close friends. They have been a couple
for two years and I heard that their wedding will be in February.
Congratulations bitches! All I gotta say is "May I be there to take
embarassing drunken photos of both of you at your wedding dinner."

Awesome party! Pictures tommorow.
Till Then,
I attended Oi Vui's birthday on Friday all dressed p as a rocking
punkerette. Mei (famously known as the tough talking blogger Meissa)
was nice enough to be my date in punk.
I got ready at Eugenie's while waiting for Elysia (she was one the frst
people I met when I first came down to New Zealand) who was coming all
the way down from Hamilton. Mei was gonna meet up with me at the
apartment as well.
We managed to reach OV birthday before 8pm only to find out that the
food was almost gone. YIPES!!! You see, boys and girls, it does not pay
to make a grand entrance:P
When we walk through the door, the whole place was filled with people
who were in makeup enshrouded in clothes of black and white. I was
worried that I was over dressed but true to Oi Vui's theme, everyone
was punked as me and MORE!
The night went on with drinking games, gossips and laughter. There was
even a prize giving ceremony for best dressed which was won by the
lovely couple Meizi and Kenny. They totally deserve to win. Kenny won a
black zippo lighter while Meizi won a bag full of makeup.
After the happy birthday songs and cake cutting the guys played
drinking games for a few rounds. Then we headed to Sixth Sense,
everyone was having a blast while the rest were just chilling at the
bar. Some of the patrons were looking at us weirdly and I was
wondering why when I realised that we were quite an intimidating bunch
with our all black ensembles and gothic makeup.
The party was moving along fine untill Sam and her boyfriend Jeff were
asking us if we had seen Sam's hand bag. Apparently, Jeff was carrying
it but then he lost it.
???
There goes the party.
There were some of us who thought "ah, f8rk it" and let us get on
with the party. The bag is lost and never to be found again. Why spoil
O.V party by worrying about it. The rest were quite put out already so
after searching high and low we all decided to go back to OV apartment
and finish the drinks there.
Meanwhile, Sam and her man were arguing which didn't make the situation
any better. Anyhoo, to make a long story short they argued, bitched,
got back together and the next day found out that a good samaritan had
found the bag and gave it to the police.
They are so lucky cause inside her bag was Jeff's hand phone and wallet which had a thousand bucks in it.
Lol.
Luky bastard.
He had that much money in his wallet cause he wanted to purchase a toy puppy for Sam. So sweet but so careless.
So girls, don't trust men to hold your hand bag, you gotta be responsible for your own shit. If you don't, shit happens.
With the drama and gossips over I present to you the photos:





















I woke up this morning with a terrible headache and dry lips. I felt sick and violated. I was in a state of confusion wondering why the hell was my heart beating so fast?
Then, I remembered and it all came back to me.
I dreamed,
Me and my brother were sexually violated by a family friend. I don't remember his face but I somehow knew he was close to my family. I remember what he did to me and how hurt I felt. I remember seeing the same muted pain in my brother eyes, I knew that he too was being violated. It hurt me just as much. I hated the feeling, I hated it even more that he was going through what I was going through and I couldn't do anything about it.
The abuser never threatened to kill us if we told anyone. But we both knew that if we told anyone what was happening, we would never see each other again.
The dream felt so long and short at the same time, but it ended when I found myself alone in the room and I knew something was wrong I ran to my brothers room and he was in there. He wasn't doing anything and my brother was huddled in the corner looking at him.
Suddenly, I was overwhelemed the feelign of guilt and anger. I felt dirty and pure. I felt betrayed and saved. I just felt. I bristled and when he turned to look at me I shouted "I am going to tell everyone what you did to us!", "I don't care if you kill us but everyone is going to know!" and then I bluffed because he was advancing towards me. "I told my friends about you and if any of us dies they will know who did it." He hovered over me, hands out streched to touch me and I cringed and started sobbing. I didn't want him to touch me anymore but I couldn't stop him.
Before he could do anything, I woke up.
At first I still felt violated but when I realised it was just a dream the immense relief I felt was so acute that it almost hurt.
It was only a dream, and then I started crying because for some it is their reality and I felt guilty for thanking God that I wasn't one of them.
Till Then,
Me and a couple of my mates went down west to Kenny's place to celebrate Meng and his birthday. The night started out slow but Lawrence and Bron got it going with their lethal cocktails.
A happy night that ended badly, after the party we went to Duckies place for poker played till 4am and we lost 20 dollars between me and bron. I wasn't a happy pussy not because I lost in poker but because it was so freaking late! A drunk Bron didn't help.
boo boo

Lawrence and Pearce

Tahnee, Susu and Sharon

Mad boys

A very high Cynthia

B, Sour pussycat and Cynthia
Till Then