29/04/2011

I was kicked out of Dico's place because some girls celebrating a stagette party rented the place for the weekend, I had to find another place to stay so I got in contact with Keelan and Carly and they let me crash at theirs.
I was suppose to meet with Christine in the evening but again it fell through, I will see her tomorrow though so we can catch up after the past few weeks of not seeing her.
I went out with Keelan and Carly for a couple of drinks, first at their place and then at a bar where we had to pay entrance for a band that were playing their last song – waste of money.
I got pretty hammered this evening and one thing that I think I have mentioned before is that you can really tell that there is a massive difference with people you meet whilst travelling and the people here where they dont travel and is always difficult to strike up a conversation.
I had one girl come up to me and say that I had a identity crisis because of the shirt I was wearing, my watch that is fixed with ducktape, the dreadlocks, my accent and the necklace that I found in Vietnam. Kudos to her for spotting everything and to be honest I would have loved to have a moment to chat with her and explain some things but as soon as she had said this she left... it was a bit random and out of the blue and I dont know what was up her ass to just pay out on me like that, but whatever – what a bitch, she can continue living in her little fucked up bubble, not experiencing life in anyway close to how I do it.
Still, it was a good night out with Keelan and Carly and I when we got back we made pizza and watch the beginnings of the movie Hot Fuzz – Great film.