what a great night. me and rosey started early, and had a few drinks at the new nightclub in maroochydore. we were the only people in there, it wasnt so bad though because i could actually hear her speaking and we had a good chat to the bartender. next we ventured to mooloolaba pub, where i learned that after last weekends drunken escapade i am infamous. i dont know what to think of this, so il just pretend that night never happened and leave it at that. we played some pool with a couple of guys (i am always better drunk, no exceptions here) and headed to another club. and what did we find inside there? romans! apparently there was some toga party on that night, thus everyone was parading around in towels and their mother's best sheets. i stole a folliage wreath from some guy, it made me feel really organic and pretty. left the toga party to smoke like a chimney outside, and met an irish guy who was only tolerated because his accent was just so beautiful. followed him to omalleys, saw a phycotic rat on the way. smoked some more. went to fridays, and was mocked for dancing without restraint, but i felt so awesome i really didnt give a shit. we left with two guys, and all four of us broke into a hotel pool and went skinny dipping right across the road from the cop station. another few cigarettes and a kebab later, and i collapsed into bed at 3.14am. i couldnt have asked for a better sendoff, i think i may miss this place after all.
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