I did it!

I hooked up with an Aussie guy… Not just any guy. My best friends friend… In her house (it was on night of wedding) with her dad not far away! Bugger.

We were chatting at the wedding, possibly for the first time properly? I was drinking – which I haven’t really done in maybe two years? They loved my speech!
Although very rude not shutting up whilst I was trying to announce things..

It was an amazing holiday. Honestly didn’t want to leave, I cried! I miss my baby but I’d rather him be shipped to aus.. but here I am sat in Dubai international airport waiting for my flight to London Gatwick. 😦

But I’ll get back to it. The guys sister asked if I was going to town – sure!  He was going too.. and the grooms step bro and we convinced his cousin.. for the first time and q different cousin, oh and my friends friend, but I needed my passport.

I asked the best man to take me to get it, but with us came him and the cousin.. we took almost an hour as we were pulled over. Holy shit. Aus police scare the living shit out of me. Anyways we went in to town. I was already pretty well on the way of drunk but managed a few more.

Shy little sair who won’t even talk to guys she doesn’t know usually did the following;

Groped both best friend… Was groped back.
Groped innocent little cousin.
Has two guys faces in my cleavage.
Took an Aussie home.

I remember, everything. The little kiss on my head waiting for the taxi. The kiss on my shoulder before going to sleep. We even cuddled after… I’ve never done that, it never appealed to me but I must say. I rather liked it!

But oh how things can change… The groom come home at 7:30am to pick me up for breakfast and gets the first shock.. I get the next one.. he doesn’t leave my bed until like half 11.. and stays all day. I felt so awkward.
But after thinking, there are things I don’t like and I didn’t think he would be my Aussie.. but I think I’d do it again. 😉

The poor cousin however got it in the neck all my last day, he is so scared of me so o had to link arms with him etc. Got a kiss (on his cheek) and cuddle before I left! But he actually put his arms around me!

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Fremantle adventures

What an adventure.

We took a trip to Fremantle yesterday to see touristy things. We went to the shipwreck museum where I got my very pretty iron ore earrings. We went to the round house the yummy south beach cafe.
Extremely interesting were the places – although a tad scary in the rough and ferrel sense – honestly it was like being in a village ghetto.

By now I’m sick of not finding hot Aussie men, I give up. Only a few days left.

We went to the 9pm torchlight tour of Fremantle Prison. Wowee. That prison is big and beautiful. I got myself a jumper from there too! We went through it, slightly creeped out giggling away when we got to the yard that has a flogging post. The guide wanted two people madly inlove. So of course I volunteer my friend and her fiance. Wouldn’t you? I now own a video of them using a cat-o-nine tails on each other and they bloody loved it – all smiles!

We continued on the tour with my friend cursing me whilst I giggle away. Until we get to near the end. Learning the story of inmate John West. He was silly.

I was on the rounds right when I got myself a gun and told them, ‘dont stop me or I’ll shoot’ they threw their forks and plates at me so I ducked and shot out but I closed my eyes and actually hit them. Now I tried running. But I found myself on the roof of the kitchen – surrounded. They told me to throw the gun down but I really needed a smoke so I told ’em ‘throw up my smokes and I’ll throw down my gun” so they did.. I was then taken back to my cell.

I only remember this story as myself and Courtney started chatting and safely aware he had gone down a ladder. I stated how he was very hot and we discussed how yet again I lost one of the few sexy Aussies I’ve seen.. to turn around and guess who is behind us? That’s right folks, John West.

To busselton today!

Bridezilla

Well she did good! My dear friend who no matter what, I can’t seem to shake or annoy for long periods. We don’t even grow apart – I’ve known her for 7 years and for a lot of them she lived in Australia. Which means I see her every few years. Yet it is like we never parted when we see eachother!

Anyway she made it until 15 days before the big day to turn bridezilla.. her poor chap and bro inlaw even mum. Though I understand the reasons behind it all too. On Friday I spent a very wet evening doing hen party prep and the little things for the wedding.

Did I mention it rained? Freezing rain. Which reminds me. Where are all the hot Aussies?! I’m rather unimpressed. I think they flew the coop for winter.

Thankfully it is better now. The Hen party was last night and my was it worth all the prep me, another bridesmaid and brides mum went through. It was brilliant seeing everyone join in including the older ladies! We then went downtown. Well of what this place has.. shockingly empty and lacking. But I had a great time! Being hit on by an English guy though.. Seriously? I come to almost outback (feels it) Australia 2 hours away from Perth and meet guys from Guildford!

Conclusion: hot Aussies are on tv so are fake or in England. 😦