Oh. My. God.

Brisbane was a blast.

Met a few people. Hated a few people. Drank with a few people. But kissed just one hot guy. Fortunately I wasn't too drunk to be far gone. I remember every single detail. I couldn't stop smiling.

B picked me up at two-thirty to go shopping. Picked up her not-just-yet beau and his friend at her beau's house. I didn't like the guy. I hated him, in fact. I was hoping that spending the night altogether in a Birsbane apartment would make me like him for my best friend. But was I fucking wrong.

The hour-long dirve was fun. We started drinking as soon as we took the Gold Coast Exit. Oz, him and I started chugging down Smirnoff Vodka the moment we got out of the bottle shop. Bernie was in pain. She wanted to drink, but she couldn't til we get to Bris cos she was driving. Every twenty minutes, we would pull over to get a fag or pee or just talk. Amber and the rest of the group were in her family's Rav4 and was ahead of us giving us the finger and just basically being drunk - like us.

The drive over there was fun. But there was also dramas.

Amber apparently didn't know that Oz was coming. Oz, being under 18 couldn't get into clubs and we all planned to hit a few clubs till the 3am lockdown.

Nick - B's not-quite-they're-still-sorting-out-stuff beau, told us he won't go out and just hang with Oz at the apartment to keep him company. So the rest of us can go. B was sick so she didn't want to go. I didn't want to go without B so Amber got all shitty and her boyfriend, James, told Oz that if Oz started shit, James'll do something. See? Dramas.

We had it all sorted, thankfully.

We arrived in Brisbane with me busting to go to the toilet. In the other car, Tiana, was busting too. She told me to tell her if I'll go look for toilets so she can go with me but I knew she hated me so I just said yea but went to look for toilets myself without telling her. It was the vodka talking.

We were on the lift and she called shotgun for the toilet. Ha. Be my guest. I already went.

Much to her disappoint for wanting to prolong my pain, it turned out, there were two bathrooms. So I really didn't have to wait. I know. I know. I'm a bitch. My bad.

Anyway, as soon as we put our stuff in our respective rooms, we started drinking.

Tiana was excited cos her best friend was coming over. Thane. He just broke up with his girlfriend and apparently, he's back on the dating saddle again.

Oh, also, Tiana is in love with him. She felt the need to be there for him to pick up the pieces so they can be together. Something like that.

Thane. Is. Fucking. Gorgeous.

He's hot. He's well over 6 feet tall. Blond hair. Blue eyes. Don't even get me started on his body. He is that hot. I can't even begin to describe it. Whatever. He's gorgeous.

Everybody was already pretty drunk. The gruesome twosome (Amber and James were fighting and making up and fighting and making up). Erin, this girl I couldn't really stand was coming on to Nick - which pissed B off. Oz was pissed off at Erin as well cos he was trying to kiss her just on the cheek and she was being a bitch about it. To prove his point he asked me if he can kiss me on the cheek. I said yes. This is oz. He's freaking 17. What is he gona do to me? Erin looked at me funny. She was lucky I wasn't drunk then otherwise I would've told her what I think of her. Some people. Ugh.

Anyway, we were all hanging out in the balcony. Playing Truth or Dare.

We came up with really kinky questions and we got everyone to answer it.

Questions like who would you want to have threesome with (just among the peole in the group), who would you want to do it with and others.

We got pretty bored so we dared B to kiss Nick. Nick was keen. He was all, "C'mon Bernie," They kissed. Me being a bitch told them I didn't see it. Oz and Thane didn't see it either.

So they went for it again. We were all screaming and laughing and hooting. It was hilarious.

Til B turned the table.

She was giving me death stares left and right cos she really didn't want to kiss him and it was I, her best friend that egged Nick on.

So she dared Thane to kiss me. I got to kiss the hottest guy in the room. I kissed the hottest guy in the room.

Oh. My. God. Christmas came early, I think.

He's a pretty good kisser let's put it at that.

Everybody wanted us to kiss again but Tiana already saw me kissing Thane and she just gave me the bitchiest look ever known to man. I scared myself.

Later that night, I went up to her and told her that it was just a dare and that we were just mucking around. She said she was cool about it but I wouldn't be too sure. In all honesty though, I don't care.

That weekend tops my best-weekend-of-2005 category. So far.

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What do you do when you saw one of your best friends' boyfriend groping another girl's ass on the dance floor?

A. Do you bitch slap the girl?

B. Do you bitch slap the boyfriend?

C. DO you tell your best friend what her boyfriend did?

D. Or do you tell your other best friend so you can talk about it?

I picked D. I saw James groped another girl's ass in the dance while Amber was dancing just right next to him. She had her back turned so she didn't see it but I sure did.

He was shocked when he saw me looking. I acted nonchalant. Left the dance floor and ran towards our table where B was sitting.

James followed me. I was busting to tell B. Amber followed him grabbed and grabbed him back to the dance floor. And then I told B.

She was cussing all over. He really is a dickhead.

I think and I hope they break up. He's using her for convenience I can tell you that much.

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It's my dad's birthday today. Wanted to call him but am scared that I'd actually start crying. I miss him heaps it's not even funny. I haven't gotten in contact with him for so long. He doesn't even know I've got a new job.

Hay, so many things to talk about so little time to spare.

I remember his last text message: I can see a very determined person in you. You make me proud and I know you'll continue on your way. That's why I don't tell you what to do anymore because I know you're capable of taking care of yourself. I'm a proud father.

So happy he's proud. But I don't want our getting in contact thing to be annually. Or quarterly. But I suppose I should learn to accept every circumstances that come my way.

If you think about it, I'm still lucky.