Due to the crazy weekend that has just passed, i am a cripple in bed. i cannot walk because all my bones are sore as fuck. Lack of sleep, no bed, crazy dancing to the presets all huge reasons as to why my spine is stiff as foxy at fisherama. So ill just tap tap tap away and write up some shit about my weekend.
..Friday saw Helen, Djari, Tom Alex, Foxy, Oscar and Myself load up the Troop carrier to head down the coast. Each with a carton of beer we could tell it was going to be a choice trip. The traffic sucked. The cigarettes at hungry jacks were good. The sickness that followed the 2 darts sucked. But fat freddies drop and daft punk fixed it. We arrived in byron and is was busier than a motherlover. It wasnt long until luke picked me and DJ up and took us out to brunswick. Dave was already fucked up on ganja cookies he picked up on his detour through Nimbin. I cant find the correct superlatives to describe the excitement that i felt to see all my homies. I arrived and most of them were already whacked.... cool.
The rest of the night was spent drinking beers, blowing smoke rings and hiding from everyone because i was so stoned. Proper good nite boys.
Cheers to all involved.
Sat was just excellent.. i went to day 1 of splendour.
sorta went like this....
Smokes.
Beers.
Bus.
Drug pick up.
Drug smuggle.
Art Vs Science.
Bits of Galvatrons and Bluejuice.
Tokyo police club
Melly.
OMFG Lightspeed champion.
The Music.
Bliss n Eso.
Feeds.
Dud Pills.
MSTRKRFT.
Cold War Kids.
Band of Horses.
Pnau.
Dancing.
Shit end of the nite
Day 2.
Smokes.
Beers.
Decent drugs.
E.L.F
Vanshe.
Graffiti.
Chillin.
Fingers in the brown.
The Grates.
Lyrics born.
Vanshe tech
The vines.
New young pony club.
Vanshe Techs better set.
FUCKIN presets
Dancing
Pranging out.
Splenour = success
The trip homes was equally as good and is summed up nicely in this text i sent to bon.
Woke up on a couch half my size. Then looked back on my awesom weekend. then said lovely goodbyes to all my Freinds. then thought we were going to bris but then we they decided to not go to uni. so we went to a secluded beach in tweed. the guys went spear fishing and caught dinner. I smoked cigarettes. had breakfast beer. Smoked weed. Had a useless pill. hung with friends. tagged in the sand. Came down. went up again. Loved life.Here are some photos from my weekend.
one from itm.
some from lucy








no links today. but if u want to know anything just comment.. cos you guys fully dont comment.. and ill fully cry and fully will post about it and get fully cranky.
LOVE
oh yeah... have these
The Ting Tings - Great dj (Calvin Harris Remix)
Lightspeed Champion - Midnight Surprise for the splendour kids
Lightspeed Champion - STARWARS :P
Art Vs Science - Flippers
Born Ruffians - Barnacle goose
5 comments:
choice post. really choice photos. i espesh like the one of us in the mosh, with dave and his huge eyes. i think my mo kinda suits me. its staying. HEY . . HO . . USE YOUR FLIPPERS TO GET DOWN! lasagna time. peace.
the david photo pretty much sums up the weekend.lovely post
x
Big Willy is tonnes jealous of this weekend.
sounds like pretty much the best time ever!!
Love
one of those photos is actually from me...not that bonehead lucy...
love you
kthnxbai
one was also from al 2.
sorry watso..
you cunt... justtt gaaaaaammmeesss
effin the bees for life
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