thought #165- take me away

Day 4: A photo of the last place you went on holiday

it's slightly depressing to think that my last real "holiday" was almost a year ago. although my 2010 has been filled with much adventure and change, it has sadly been starved of a proper holiday. so i must say the most recent is schoolies. and what a holiday it was. it epitomised the meaning of a vacation, utter relaxation from the thoughts of hsc, not a care in the world. one week away from family, civilisation and the suburbia we call home. one week of recklessness, drunken nights, hot beached days and feeling all mature cooking and cleaning. more than friends feelings emerged, dnms made, things we regret, things we don't but all in all it was one hell of a holiday. i do miss it. i need to be taken away this summer again. rid myself from uni, responsibility, thoughts and maturity and just chill for old times sake :)

love,

thought #126- three years ago

Day 06- A photo of you from 2007

this feels like a lifetime ago. i look so young... actually i still quite look the same haha. this photo was taken up on a ferris wheel at a christmas carnival in the philippines. this was my first vacation without my parents and to date the best yet. independent travel is simply glorious. this was near sm mall of asia and was taken with my two cousins lora and bianca ledesma. i miss them. we did get up to so much fun. i do hope to repeat this sometime.

love,

thought #111- holiday mode

so i'm trying to find every possible reason, excuse and alibi to not study for tuesday's management final exam and as a result i have concocted some possible holiday options on a peasant's budget (if that is even possible?). and so begins the listing and the wishing and waiting in the hope that reality doesn't disappoint and winter finally gets into my good books.

abi's ten things to do this semester break:

1. visit the bavarian bier cafe and have an anticipated metre long schnapps train.
note: if i pass out, convulse or anything of the like, burn every photo of evidence. also don't believe a word i say, especially if it begins with "i love..." or " if this was my last night alive..." haha.

2. beat the unemployment blues and get a job.
note: this should reverse the overspending and miraculously introduce me to the alien concept of saving.

3. visit ben and jerry's at manly.
note: i know ice cream in winter is seen as either insane, cliche or romantic but i refrain from any preconceived ideas. i just want my damn ice cream alright?

4. go on holidays with my bestfriend.
note: it would of been my two, but the other is off canoodling with european hunks somewhere in the northern hempisphere (im so jealous and miss you!).
so a destination and date unknown, though it will most likely be domestic. i don't even care as long as we escape to a place where no one knows who we are.

5. read and write.
note: finish articles for sounderrated.com, finish all the books i began and did not end (bulgakov, dahl, nais etc).

6. have that miyazaki movie marathon.
note: i know this is long overdue, so i will call my two boys soon and find all those movies we shall view until the early hours of the morning.

7. drive more.
note: i know the recurrent theme of "soon" in association to getting my Ps is shit stirring. once i have conquered parking i promise i'll book my test.

8.  have little catch ups with many people.
note: whether this incorporates ALOT OF CHATTER combined with taking photographs from an old camera, high tea, vintage shopping, din din, wine and michael cera movies at mine, secret playdates, getting a little messy, coffee, a little road trip, the movies, strolling the sydney streets, or nothing at all... i miss your presence. we will see each other soon. if you don't hear from me, i want to hear from you.

9. attend the strokes concert.
note: scantily clad, despite the freezing weather. potentially crushed in a moshpit and rubbing up against sweaty strangers. partly drunk, partly lust- asphyxiated. for the love of julian.

10. cook.
note: at mine or yours, grocery shopping included. straight from a family old recipe or a cookbook. who will be my partner in crime?
this will also be a guiltless means of winter gorging, before i starve myself for the spring (i kid, calm down haha).

love,

ps. now this a real holiday, sigh.
pps. i need a break from life haha.

thought # 9- i miss being white

compared to the rest of my schoolies companions who returned with glorious shades of brown and slight burns, i truly benefited from hiding underneath an umbrella from each beach session that occurred. still. i'm just being slightly grouser about my pigment. especially in the shower, i groan at the mottled brown limbs that have emerged and my pimply face which has resulted from extreme heat (this is an overeactive superficial muse).

nevertheless, schoolies week has been and as i have mentioned in a facebook status the most deranged, sickening, splendid, interesting, amazing week ever! excessive amounts of synonyms cannot truly capture the essence of living with a herd of hormonal, independent, almost always intoxicated and liberated youth. truly it was an experience of many "firsts" and "unexpectedness." i cannot believe how quickly time has eradicated our stay; with our late nights playing twister under the influence, early mornings with headaches and the sun piercing our eyes like forks and knives to impentrable steak, cooking and cleaning like adults, and lazing around in the company of cute strangers and splendid friends at the beach. 


so much has truly occurred. would i ever do it again? hell yes! of course there were some nights which i fear to ever repeat such as monday night where one moment i was screaming verbal orgasms (i know this sounds superbly suss but believe me there were no loses of virginity in the process), then i downed some tequila (combined with other assorted beverages) and next i found the toilet lid had become a pillow and below was that butt burning spicy thai i had for dinner (many thanks to samantha for cleaning [and consoling] my vomit and connor who tied my hair back whilst i vomited haha). i woke up feeling horrible but regretting nothing haha oh dear.


but then there were lovely days and nights such as staying up till 4am with new found friends (thanks kate :P),  fingal bay beach, discovering cheap cds and a pretty bag at the markets, gorging on baskin and robbins and fresh hot chips authentically wrapped with paper and love, and watching adventureland (i personally adored the film). i believe the cooking process was also quite enjoyable and playing families was frustrating yet valuable. all in all there were moments of joy, tiredness, iritation but joy. i believe everyone who participated would concur that the week was splendid and a repeat would be adored by all.


so i guess i am relieved and saddened by the end of our schoolies fun. however, each day is a precious memory from unexpected "friendliness," waking up spooning your good guy friends, after- dinner drinks in the heat of the australian spring, listening to empire state of mind on repeat in your best friends car, numerous photos and videos and being reminded of just how splendid your high school mates really are is truly priceless. i love you all, really. beyond the sentimentality haha.



p.s. the view of salamander bay from the balcony of our house. oh how i miss schoolies already!