Mid-year break continued...

So my family went up to the Gold Coast for a week. The weather was MUCH nicer than it has been down here of late, and it was a pleasant surprise to find ourselves in "paradise" where it's "beautiful one day, perfect the next" (for some reason their slogans have stuck in my head). Mostly it was a fairly lazy break, where I got through Memoirs of a Geisha and Anna Karenina...both of which are very good books. Some highlights:
1) Seaworld, with the cute animals and cool rides like Bermuda Triangle
2) Going to the hinterland - nice forests, mountains, bushwalks, vineyards
3) Going to Brisbane - never been there before, Southbank was nice, and walking around the city was cool. Also it was interesting to meet some of our distant relatives. By distant I mean grandma's cousin's daughter's family... The daughter is a med student, and the son is a test pilot who once was a fighter pilot who served in Iraq. I'll leave you all to take that as you will.
We also did some good shopping up there - stuff was so much cheaper!!! I for one was highly excited.

Anyway since we've been back, not too much has happened. Went to Lachlan's 24th on Friday night which was pretty good (apart from impregnating my nice new clothes with a serious stench of cigarette smoke in the Townie). Bummed around Saturday and went to this really, really, really nice Malaysian restaurant in Thornleigh - admittedly a bit of a hike, but for a true Malaysian/Chinese, good food is always worth a long drive. And in this case it really was. Detoured for a bit to Oakhill College where Dad fondly reminisced about "Oh, look, that's where I got spat on...and that's where I got a knife held to my throat." Randomly went over to Shankari's to hang out with her, Celia, Johnny, Rafe and Paul...we miraculously got the whole group together, only to spend the afternoon playing pick up sticks and trouble!!!! Hmm...maybe now that everyone's out of denial, there's no funny tension or pay out material anymore. Or maybe we were all just tired.

Later that night we migrated to Rafe's house where we looked through photos (including a lovely, incriminating one of Paul), played with Chinese balls and laughed ourselves silly at the instruction manual... Sometimes I wonder if we're all 8 and 9 instead of 18 and 19. Whoops, I meant 7, 8 and 9... hehehehe sorry Johnny! =P

Sunday went to Min's 19th and saw school people, which was lovely...and Monday, had a Medshow rehearsal in the morning. Medshow is going to be awesome fun, btw!!! Hospital Vaudevilles and dances to "My Glioma" being only a few highlights... Can't give away TOO much, but I expect to see you all there! August 18, Clancy Auditorium - for more details, email me! Anyway went to Fox Studios in the afternoon for a bowling session, which was good fun until Minty got assaulted by the psycho lane manager...that was pretty bloody scary, actually. The fun was also muted by emotional fuckwittage (for further clarification see Bridget Jones)...and as the night went on, it turned out that said emotional fuckwittage seemed to be a communal problem. Moral of the story? Boys are stupid! Throw rocks at them!! Haha.

Anyway now I'm on exam-results-release standby, and hating every minute of it. Standby is so evil. it screws up your day and doesn't let you make plans in advance. AAARRRGGGHH!!!! And add to that fear of actual failure.

I'm going to go and practice my dance now to take my mind off these things. See you all!!!