my first euro trip

ibiza 7

shishi — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 04:30:00 GMT

day 7.

seb had to leave today, so when he was packed and ready we went to my house. the neighbours were leaving too this day, i said good bie to them on the stairs. when i walked in my room, they had left me a note. it was the sweetest note. and they lef me some smokes, a pill, vodka and food on my balcony.

after seb left i jupmed online and to my suprise

i had a message in my inbox from some one named rhys from the 'in the mix' forum, i posted that i was gonna be in ibiza alone and would love company. so i contacted him.

later that night i packed and got ready and missioned to ibiza town where they stay,

he was with 2 other

ibiza day 6

shishi — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 04:28:00 GMT

day 6.

it was sweedish house mafiya day today :) i was so stoked. seb told me he loved me. relation ship love messes with my head, cause im not the emotional type.

SHM was at usha hotel. i had heaps of fun, it was probably the high light of my ibiza trip.

his mates had free tickets to amneisa tonight, i did not wanna go but i think i wanted to be with seb. so i missed aly and filla. that messed with my head so much i almost left the night club. i ended up staying. we were in the other room and suddenly foam started spraying out!!! hell spin out, there was so much foam it was crazy and heaps of fun, fucked my phone though. we went home and i passed out.

day 5 ibiza

shishi — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 04:27:00 GMT

day 5.

got up and changed hotels, back to st antonio, i prefer playa de bossa. but i was glad to be away from sleezy italians.

my room has wifi so thats awsome, i talked to ash on skype for about an hour. then i went on my balcony to see if i could talk to neighbours.

the boys on my left were australians from sydney. i started talking to them on my balcony, and sugested we have pre drinks together. they were keen.

so later that night they came over, it was good to have fellow jack drinkers. they made me feel happy. for the first time in ibiza i had a sence of comfert and i was truely happy. we run a muck in my room, i ened up tagging the wall behind the mirror. i dont know why.

they were going to amnesia, i was going to privilege, at about 1ish we split. very drunk i walked to the bus. i dont know y the bus was not going. but there was heaps of people there. i saw one girl jump in a taxi, i asked if she was going to privilage, so i jumped in to, and befor i did i yelled out to the crowed if anyone wanted to join. another 2 girls did. so it was a car full of ransom chicks. it was cool.

tiesto did an amazing set and show, i hooked up with a 18yr old i think he was scottish, he got me a drink. but then they all left. alot of people did. i was so drunk i did not relyse tiesto had finished. soon enough i relysed, he was pretty good and played a good sound track.

i caught the bus home aboubt 7:30 with everyone from the club that was heading my way. and we smoked on the bus. when i was walking home i saw a lady on the floor and her foot was so twisted around i thought i was tripping.

i jumped don the internet when i got home and then crashed. the aussies next door came in and took my adaptor and computer.

i went to get somthing to eat, and i got my computer back, the boys were in their room, it was dark and cold, they were pretty fucked.

later i was jsut on my computer and the french boy sebation wanted to catch up and go to the beach, so i told him i would, but i had to sleep. so i had a nap.

Sebastion picked me up later on, and we went to the bach. and i properly met his mates. we had sangreas while sitting in the waves on the beach. then me and seb went to a beach party and drank a bit more. after a drink we went to his house and picked up some barcardi on the way. he mates cooked us dinner, it was so good to have a home cooked french meal again.

he took me to his room and had some good sex. then we got ready and went to his mates house, i was starting to get pretty pissy. i was holding my crazyness in, it was s hard. i got along well with his mates.

i dont rember much of the night but i rember trying to hook up one os his mates with chicks. and i probably danced heaps. by the ned of the night i was passing out in the club. which i found weird because i always wanna keep going. i missed out on the after party at his mates damiens hosue. where we were before we went to space.

then we went back to sebs house. where i passed out. in the morening, i had really long sex with him, which is weird cause i dont like really long sex. and then i did it again, then i relysed i really liked this guy.

bora bora

shishi — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 04:24:00 GMT

ibiza day 3

my new hotel was on the other side of town playa de bossa. my hotel if filled with italians. actually this whole side of the island is, and i love it. they are all hot and have nice bodies. they all work around shirtless. and some have beautiful blue eyes.

i found a wifi spot around the corner of my hotel, so i checked all messages and talked to damien. then i headed over to ibiza town. that was beautiful.

i went to the beach for a swim after, and explored the left side of town (facing the beach) i decided to go to defected at pacha tonight, i thought id try make friends at my hotel. so i went for a swim at the hotel, but i had a feeling no one spoke much english. so after my swim i decided to go make friends out side of the hotel, i met a few people, i told them id meet them at bora bora beach (once i found out where it was) i went to eat dinner and then get ready. i met a guy who worked at a restraunt that i was going to go to defected with, i walked past telling him that id try meet up with him after work. and explained that i have started drinking and things dont usually go as planned when that happens and im by my self.

i went to the beach and started dancing with randoms, cause there is a club on the beach and you can see in there fro the beach and the music is clear as. i started dancing with some boys, but i got bord and went to the next group. i ran into some boys that rembered me from the bus home from last night.

they left and i found my self with a group of poms. first there was only 2 then 2 more rocked up and eventually there was like 7 or so. they were all cool, not seedy unlike every single person i had talked to that day and night. and they could speak english. i was pretty home sick. so it was comferting.

we danced and drank heaps and then we went into the club and stashed some alcohole. and snuck it in. we were all on the dance floor when i had a swing of the drink and it got taken of us.

everyone convinced me to go to a club called underground with them. i wanted to go cause i have having alot of fun. but at the same time i really really wanted to go to pacha. i ended up going with the poms.

i dont rember much from now on. it was a small club with great music, i danced heaps oviously. mmm u know i really dont know what happened.

i remebr comming home with the guy with the hat who i first was talking with when i came to the group. he looked really hot last night.

i did not relysed how drunk i was untill i woke up in the morningand remebered i lsot my bag, i was spewin. i woke up to the boys arm around me. and i dident even rember who i came home with. then i saw his hat and relaxed a little. i think the boys name was jhon. he kinda filled me in, he said i pucked and he cleaned it up. and i drank more jacks when we came home. and we danced on the podium. and that i lost my bag.

he said he asked me last night if i wanted him to stay or go. and aparently i said he had to stay cause i was fucked and i needed some one to look after me. which is really scary casue i would never say anything like that, let alone admitt it to some one espcally some one i dont know. so i must have been in a bad way last night. or mabey i was lonley.

i walked him half way to his hotel and then i went to the internet spot. where i tried getting incontact wtih the club. by this stage i was very emotional and needed some one. so i txted damo, daniel and pri on face book. and damo and daniel came on skype

by this stage i was balling my eyes out. and i explain to them what happened they made me feel so much better. daniel reminded me how i called them on skype the last time iw as on holiday by my self crying to them. when i was in thiland. that made me smile. i spent an hour talking to them.

then i went back to the hotel and had a nap, and had a stressfull dreem. i woke up feeling grogey and forced my self to get up. i went to the beach, i went to the other side bora bora this time. i prefer this side. it was much beautiful. i was still feeling a bit sick and depressed over loosing my bag. i really had no patience to talk to anyone.

i went home, on the way a grabbed a meal. when i got back to the hotel for some reason i opened my top draw and there was my bag. which made me so confused because i relysed i must have been beyond trashed last night.

ibiza day 3

shishi — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 04:22:00 GMT

ibiza night of 3 and day of 4

earlier that day i met some italians from m hotel. there were not hot. and seemed desprate. they did not speak much english at all. so our converstations took for ever to work out what each other were saying. i told them my room number not thinking they would rember it or woud come over.

i thought that id sleep tonight cause i was still felling sick from the night before. i was gonna have a early night and i was in bed ready to sleep. when there was a knock on my door. my first thought was tht some one got the wrong room, but it was franchesco and his friends.

i did not relaly like him or his mates, they were annoying but they wanted me to go to pacha iwth them, and i really wanted to go to pacha and i was not goona pass up company to a night club, so we went for a walk and i got a ticket to pacha. when we got home i fucked one of his mates.

then he went up stairs and got ready. so did i. then we all caught a taxi to pascha. this club was insane. it was MASSIVE and you could easily get lost there with quiet a few entrances to diffrent rooms. i tried filming it but it was to dark.

i was getting really tired really quickly and was getting sick os italans beind sleezy. so i went home.

a few hours later the boys were knocking on my door, and buzzing my bell for ages. but i really could not be fucked with them so i ignored them.

im back on the other side of the island today st.antiono, i prefer playa de bossa. but it was good being around ppl that spoke english to me and were not sleeing on to me every minuet.

flying to ibiza

shishi — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 06:25:00 GMT

i have my mates around me 24/7, so flying to ibiza by my self was hard, espically casue i was talking to vald and jim on face book before i came.

so im doing my fav thing in the world with none of my mates. its really depressing.

everyone is in grupes hear. but me. i got pretty sad on the plane, i put some happy hard core on to try to perk me up a bit. that always helps.

i remember when dj ravine always did the trick no matter what. but there is something about him these days i dont know what. he is not the same.

i was remembering when my old house mate knew i was pissed off, he used to put it on with out saying anything and surprise me. it used to make me happy instantly.

i bought 2 liters of jacks... i wonder who im gonna drink that with.

i think about all my mates everyday, hi amiee and damien. i know you two are reading this. hi to anyone elce that is.

this aroplane has no room, and this is comming from me, i never complain about never having no room. if my knees can touch the seat infront of me, thats saying somthing.

pesines country south of france

shishi — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 06:24:00 GMT

pesines: france

from london to france. i had to wait 3 hours in mont pillier air port for my aunty dolly to arrive. but i was not to fussed cause i jump on the internet, and taked to my parents on skype for like an hour and then vlad for a little bit.

she finally came, her mate who was driving dropped us up a bus posrt. but the bus did not come so we went to another bus stop where he dropped us off. i was in the real country side of france. it freaked me out a bit.

when we arrived she made me dinner and we went for a walk, her town dates back to 500 bc i think. her house was built in the 1700s.

she did not want me to leave the next day, so in the morning we tried changing my flights. that was so annoying. we eventually did it. cost me like 300 euros. and i lsot 300 euros in my last flight and hotel in ibiza.

the next day she had work, she takes care of older ppl. it was boring as all hell. then after that we jsut walked around. i took her out for dinner and a cocktail. she told me heaps about the family. i dont know anything baout my family cause my parents are not family type of ppl. we never see family or talk to them, or talk about them. all my dad has ever said to me was that im like dolly.

which i am, we both hate oranges, it makes us feel sick. we love to eat through out the day, we are young at heart and a bit disorganised.

the things she told me about my family made me release how things were. like her had how he was very strict, he never let her go out, or have friends. thats what my dad did to me. which in result made me rebel. dolly says that my dad is similar to their dad. and she said her mum was also crazy.

my mum HATES dolly, she it makes dolly sad. cause she does not know y. she said that my dad told uncle uff that they were gonna devorce because of her. i kinda rember this happening at my cozin tanya wedding. (one of the very rare moments some of the family were together)

she also told me that my mum did not care about her parents house and gave everything to her brother. my mum told me that the boys get everything in her family and she got nothing. so heaps of stuff like that. it made me confused. cause everything my parents tell me i beleve still.

my aunty was also counfused how my mum used to never hug me. and told me how much my dad loved me when i was a baby.

she also explained how hayden has made my dad alot happier.

im on the train to toulouse matabiau. to catch the airplane to ibiza. and million miles by coone came on. i almost tear up when the song comes on because, im by my self and im a million miles away from home as the lyrics say. its a pretty song, even though its hard styles.

the qontinent

shishi — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 06:22:00 GMT

back to belgium for the weekend.

jim and i met at kings cross train station to get the train to belgium. it was awesome being in belgium again, it was a good vibe. and the closer we got to the qontinent festival, you could smell the festival vibe.

i ran into heaps of ppl that remembered me from tomorrow land. i wish i remembered all them all, but i met so many people and was very drunk. even photographers and the film crew remembered me.

at the pre party one of the djs. i think it was dr phunk hell wanted me, but jim was getting jealous so i kept rejecting him. i got his number when i ran into him the next day i was of my chops on pills. some guy gave me half a pill, and then jim gave me a half. the pills were like the ones when i was younger. pure awesomeness. it was so good feeling the same way i did from back then. the atmosphere, ppl, music, everything. it took me to a good place. i ended up sitting in a hamock with some dude that was pilling and you could tell they were hell cleen.was i was off chops.

i thought it was pretty cool that dj wanted me. maybe i'll run into him at def qon 1 australia. he said i should move to the Netherlands.

i saw about 5 ppl drop to the floor and get taken away in stretches. one of the randoms i was with ( the 2 boys dressed in white who gave me the hald pill) freaked the fuck out so me and his mate had to take him to first aid. his mate who gave me the pill kept asking if i was ok. i was like dude im 23 and i used to be a pill head, i can handle my drugs. :P

on the morning of the 3ed day, when i went to get some breakfast i ran into a group of pirates. they were so cool. i found out where they were going and said i will see them later

i lost my phone on the third day at the french invasion tent. i was spuing cause i dont loose things. i just dont. and i dont know how i lost it cause it was within like 3 min. and i was the only person dancing at this stage. i got a photographers website down and put it in my pocket and then i went to wrtie the details of one of the film guys. and it was gone. i was cut. because i lost all my videos of tomorrow land...and sex vids

i lost jim, i knew he would be at b-fronts set cause he was playing live. and i i did not see him, i knew something was up. so after his set i went back to the tent (luckey i had my australian sim in my dads phone) and tried to get in contact with him. turns out he fell asleep when he went to go charge his phone.

neophytes set was fucking amazing, last time i sw him i was 18 or 19, at the rise. which was a tiney trance/hard dance club. and rembering the audience from then. like 100 ppl...to seeing him in belgium with like 100,000 ppl. was pretty cool.

At the end i still wanted drinks since i had tickets. but they went selling any so i jumped over the bar and started to serve ppl foam. cause the beer taps ran out of beer. then i got in trouble.

when the festival ended i did what i did on the last night of tomorrow land, and that was run a muck in tent land very very drunk looking for after parties.

i was with the boys dressed in white, but then i lost them at the toilet. and missioned around my self. made heaps of friends. in the end i was to drunk to walk. i made it back to the tent :D

london

shishi — Wed, 17 Aug 2011 00:56:00 GMT

London.

this is the part when vlad and i part :( when i get into london i took the train to my back packers. it was so hard doing that with all my luggage, walking up and down so many stairs, randoms helped me. i was very stressed and was getting emotional cause it was very hard and i was not coping. and i also got lost.

once i got to my back packers i got some italian. i cant get enough of italian in europe cause its soo good! i had a really nice sea food risoto. then started walking around, looking at the shops, i bought a small post-stic pad and some coloured pens. then caught the train to oxford when i bought some clothes. but all the shops shut early so i could not keep shopping, cause of the riots.

i went back to my hostel and found out about this night club thing the hostel organises. everyone meets up at 10 and we go clubbing. i thought id better eat so i grabbed more italian. it was so good once again! and then began to get ready for the night.

i was standing by my self waiting for the grope to gather, when a spanish boy invited me into his group, his name was rickey his mates could hardly speak english. then i started to talk to other ppl that were grouping up, one of which was a guy called arzan, indian back ground from sydney and lives in dubie. he does not drink alcohole, i was hanging out with him heaps. and he introduced me to some brazilian boys and one was a plastic surgen.

i met a profesional gambler from latvia called kaspa, i was dancing and he comes up to me with a napkin folded into a rose, it was so sweet. then he bought me drinks all night and started to get super possessive, and he got [retty angry in the end cause i was talking to other boys, and tore out his number from my postic book, and dissapeared.

i was in love with the toilet lady, there was this lady sitting in the toilet with a whole lot of products and everything. when the boys were getting to much id go in there and tell her about it.

the boys in the club were really sleasey, arzan went home, so i had no one to save me from them. i jsut kept dancing. then rickey pops out of no where. and after a while we went home. i was pretty drunk by this stage. i think he told me there were alot of boy in ther that wanted to fight him when we left :S poor thing.

when we got home, i dont know how i was making alot of noise, but i think i was cause i remember 2 different room doors open to have a look at what was going on. i rember sitting on the floor and rickey helping me up at this point. aparently me and rickey had sex. i dont rember that. oh im in a six share room with 5 girls in it lol. rickey is so sweet. and so gental, hell turned me on. i had alot of fun with him. i think he is in love with me lol. he wants to see me again, i do to, but i dont have much time in london and i gotta meet new ppl and go clubbing.

day 2 london:

once i was ready i went down stairs to see how the internet works. i asked some guy, who ended up being australian his name was ryan. he is a dj from melbourne, turns out that he plays at killing time and he was at the owners party as i was too! and we know the same ppl too. hell spun out. his nae is ryan.

we had a really long chat, i felt like i could have talked to him for ever. but i had to go see jim. i was so excited. jim is the guy i met at tomorrow land. he was taking me out for lunch, it was good to see him. he took me to a jamie oliver restraunt, that was alright. and then took me around the city, i went to tate mesume, i wanted to spend more time in there, i saw one of salvadore dalies works. i was so happy! he is one of my fav artists. jim is not really into art, and i felt bad so i did not look at everything and we left.

oh i forgot to mention when we were going to the jamie oliver restraunt i spotted a space invader and a rat, i cant remember who sprays up the rats though. either banksy or some French guy.

i had a awesome day with jim. i got back to the hostel and was walking to the stairs when i ran into ryan, he asked what i was doing tonight and i told him to come to the night club crawl the hostel puts on. and we can go from there. we spent the night together, i spent way to much money

last day in amsterdam

shishi — Wed, 17 Aug 2011 00:51:00 GMT

the next day i was very hung over, vlad wanted to go to the street partied again, so i got up and got ready and we left. it was a strugle.

then he made me have weed. i hate weed, i had the smallest tiniest puffs. only cause everyone would probably be upset if i did not smoke any.

we went back to our hotel and chilled after that. vlad had to go to a party, so after doing my make up i walked him to the shuttle bus, and then i went to check out the red light district.

seedy guys kept trying to talk to me, and some even followed me around for a bit. it was really disturbing, and annoying, i released i was to tired and sick to go out, so i got a taxi home and passed out. i was very fresh for the next day. vlad came home about 6am, he was fucked.

i got up at about 12, and was ready for lunch. the place next to our hotel was shut, so i went back up and got proper ready cause i had to go into town. vlad wanted to come to. the morning was a struggle for him.

i can't believe he missioned it with me to get something to eat! after lunch he went back and i went to check out some museums,

first stop was the sex museum back at the red light district. i wished so much that daniel and damo was with me. cause i would have had so much fun laughing with them and making jokes. it was a bit awkward by my self.

then i walked to the toturure museum, that was alright.

then i walked to the van gough museum, they were gonna shut in half an hour, i though i could, do the mesume in half an hour. the first paining was his self portrait. and i was connecting with his art work, then i relysed i could not do the mesume in half an hour. doh! i also saw one of monets paintings too, the bridge one.

that night vlad went to his last party while i walked around trying to find a picitcular club caled studio 80. i failed in doing so, i wet to another club that was opening in half an hour. so i told them id be back and i went to a bar a few shops down, there were heardly any body in, and it seemed like a gay place too. meh whattever i jsut started drinking. funnily enough i got smashed as per usual, and run a muck in the bar.

i got friendly with one of the bar tenders and started to tell him whats songs to play, cause he was deejaying too.

i was dancing with everyone in the bar. and invited my self into a toilet cubacal with 2 lesbians, we call took photoes ad they made out while i peed. lol

then some guy tried shouting me out a line of coke. we went into the bath room and he unfoleded the paper and roled up the money and as i started to snort it, the bouncer walks in. and then kicked him out :(

i suddenly remembered about the other night club and quickly stubled my drunk ass over there. i think it was boring in there so i went back.

when i got back i ended up fucking the bar tender in the toilet. lol SHAME!

I think that was pretty much it.

iamamsterdam

shishi — Sun, 7 Aug 2011 05:23:00 GMT

i fell in love with amsterdam while on the tram to our hotel. when we freshened up vlad took me for a walk and showed me around. i picked up some make up on our walk, i got loncom masscar for 32 euro :) i have lsot 2 this year, both brand new too and they were 50 dollars each.

we picked up some mixers on our was back to our hotel for pre drinks. we got ready. we were going to check out the street parties first. vlad said i coud bring my own alcohoe. for some reason i mixed up my jacks and coke in a water bottel instead of a coke bottle. not relysing how ovious i was drinking alcohole. i hooked u with a boy at the street party, and told me i should go to this dance festival tomorrow, i really wanted to go. he had to go cause his mates were leaving, i was not to fussed cause i was not that into him. then vlad took me to some pubs this is when i start getting memories loss. i still had my home made pre mis, and i was taking it into all the bars and no one said anything.how awsome is that! vlad tried shuffeling!!! lol vlad ended up leaving me at a small pub where i was hooking up with this guy. he was so sweet. but when the bar closed he had to go help cleen up, cause he was helping out his sister who was working there) so he told me to wait out side for him. but i was drunk and wondered off, i was jsut walking aorund i think talking to randoms and trying to find my hotel. i was looking for my hotel for about 3 hours, randoms joined me too help me find it. and i kept loosing ppl that were trying to help me cuase when we stopped to talk to ppl, i starting talking ot other ppl and wondeing off. i dont really rember much. but towards the end i was walking alone for about a min when a group of 4 boys joined in to help me find my hotel. i was so drunk! they said i could stay at theres. in any other case i would have gone, but i had a feeling the next day was gonna be a strugle. i really wanted to go back with them though. i felt bad for draging them down every street. so i insisted they leave.

i walked into a hotel and found a map and the reseptionist helped me out. i finally made it back to the hotel. were i sat down for breakfast. i was the only one there, it was a bit awkward. the receptionist gave me some tea too.

then i slept till 1pm, i woke up very hung over and struggle to get ready.

leaving paris

shishi — Sun, 7 Aug 2011 04:52:00 GMT

we took the night train to paris. in the morning we hiked it to damiens sisters house. that was a full on struggle with all our bags.

then we went to disney land. everything was detailed very well, i was impressed with the decore. we had to stand inline for about 40 min, and then ride for about 2 min. everything was so pretty. i got my mates some cups souvenirs from disney land, and Damien bought me and vlad some cups too :)

also i saw fire works i had not seen before while on the wild wild west ride. it was pretty cool

having no internet sucks, cause i plan the rest of my trip.

oh i forgot something to mention that happened in st tropez, we saw some ones helicopter park into their house.

today we took danien to the train station and we went to explore the shops. which i struggled to leave. paris is my fav place to shop so far! i bought vivienne westwood earring and a necklace and two vivienne west wood/melissa shoes. i struggled to leave the shop, vlad came and found me he was not to happy that i was taking so long, he wanted to go home. he cooled down soon after and we went to see the Eiffel tower and some other tourist thing.

i ran into some aussies at the shops, some guy and his mates. the one i as talking to was from western australia

vlad and i spent our last day shopping, while he got a hair cut i explored the city, looking for gratify. i also found 2 new space invadors. we got home at about 11ish,i had a shower and was ready for bed since we had to wake up early. vlad called damien who convinced vlad that we had to go to the moulan rouge.

i got dressed again and we caught the last train in. this side of town is dodgey as, i got asked if i wanted drugs on the street, vlad wanted a drink so we went to this pub with a dj next to the moulan rouge, it was filled with locals and tourist, i ran into some aussies from meburne. vlad wanted to leave at 2. i dident want to go. it took us ages to get home,

we got to see paris in a whole diffrent light, espically on the way home, its soo dodgey, which intrigued me. i wanted to see for far the rabbit hold went, sometimes i like playing with fire.

but i knew the right thing to do was to go home since we had a train to catch. and i was with vlad also. i dont want him to think im more retarded then i am.

the morning was a strugle, i was very grupy in the morning, and was still sleepy. we missioned it to the train. and caught the train to amsterdam

last night in nice

shishi — Sun, 7 Aug 2011 04:40:00 GMT

last night we all went to the same club again. vlad wanted to go. and by the time i was ready he changed his mind. lol, but we all went anyway they boys were G-ing up and when we got to the club vlad was like shireen have i ever told u that i love you. i laughed at him cause he was high lol. that Japanese boy came to see me there too, i just hung out with him the whole night. and i did not get to drunk. but i was probably still annoying.

today we took damiens family out for lunch by the beach, it was alright food. then we all hung out infront of the restraunt. i jsut stayed on the sun bed thing and had a nap.

damiens grandma was asking y i was not swimming, and i said its cold. damiens mum said it was not cold. so i went to go check it out. damien and vlad snuck up behind me and damien picked me up and threw me in! lol. :( with my clothes on. it was so funny.

we are about to head to paris. all i wanna do is eat cheese.

the south of france

shishi — Mon, 1 Aug 2011 03:25:00 GMT

the south of france.

im writing this while i cant decide if im hung over or drunk still...i think i'm hung over cause i cant be bothered doing anything.

vlads mate damien missed his flight from london, so his dad picked us up, it was so very sweet of damien to put us up at this parents house where his mum, dad and grand ma from his dads side live. his family is really cool, and i started picking up my french again.

his family was so welcoming, kind, funny and cool. at the air port vlad saw a poster for a night club in cannes and sweedish house Mafia were playing, i was so excited!

when we got to damiens parents house damien checked it out for us, and told me to send and e-mail for a guest list. we spent the day getting to know his parents, eating a traditional french 3 course home meal. it was awsome! damien taught us about the clubs in the south of france. once i was ready he said i looked the part and that i would fit in. i was stoked.

once we got there, there was a massive group of beautiful people dressed in the latest high end fashion. there were heaps of ppl standing out the front, hot italian cars drove around and showed off. damien pushed us through to the front to find out what was going on. it was full to the max and they were not letting many people in. the lady said we would get in any other night but not tonight. and that we had to pre book by calling and booking a table of 1500 euro.

so damien took us for a walk around cannes, showed us where the film festival was and the hotels. we drank cocktails at the carlton. it bumbed me out that i did not get to see SHM and that i was there for the love of dance music. not there to be seen in he hottest club, like most were.

the next day damien took us to carefour and gave us a tour of one of the shops. the shop was a k-mart, bunnings and coles all in one. it was massive. the food shopping variety was phenomenal! damien told me all about the diffrent cheeses and y each are so diffrent. some times by the smallest change can alter the taste.

that night damien and i wanted to see tiesto but vlad was being a party pooper again and did not wanna go out. so damien and i sat down and he told me all about the next day, we were going to monaco. he gave me the history about it and the low down on the whole country

3ed day in antieb.

it was damiens birthday. we raod triped to monaco (45 min drive) we stoped over in nice first ,to explore the town, i bought my mates a few gifts at the vergin store. then we went to aire which was a tiney village on top of a hill. it was gorgus, its now a hotel, so all the tiney houses in the village were the rooms now. bono lives at the bottem of the hill a brand and angelina jsut bought 2 houses there also.

another 10 min drive from there we were in monaco , in monte carlo, damien drove us around the town, we got out of the car and had a look at the castel i spent the whole day windging cause i was hungry. and when we finally got to food it was bad bood, i had spag bog and u could taste that it was from a bottel, even vlad could taste it. that made me even more angry. then the boys wanted to watch the fire works. that was boring and there were no hot guys. just tourists and families.

finally it was drink time! we went to the casion and all 3 of us got ready in the car! lol as soon as we got to the casion i ordered 3 tequila shots each. i did not feel them at all. i was bord, casinos are boring! but i rather be at the casino then fire works. i found free wifi, so i faced book alittle and snuck of to drink fore while the boys gambled.

finally they wanted to hit the clubs. this is when this finally turn awsome and intresting.

we go to a place called jimmy z, where robert schanzesh was playing. damien parked the car and he told us to c if we can get in. out the front of the club there were heaps of hot italian cars. i love walking around like my shit don't stink. walked up there and ask whats the go. in a non bogan way though. and we got in :) 52 euro to get in each. with 2 free drinks, vlad got us all in. the club was pretty cool,had a lake inside. we were dancing strait away, robert played a sick set. so many hot ritch boys. i picked up and went back to this guys mansion or something. and this club has vallet parking, so he calls his car and we drive around the crn. this is when things get a bit fuzzy .

i dont know if it was an apartment or a house but we get the lift up, i rember having a shot. for some reason i filmed me trying to give him head. we fucked on the table, i faked it :P cause i was bord. and he was boring, and i wanted to leave. when we left i pucked near the elivator.i felt so bad. i dont think he was happy. buy by this stage i could hardly see. he dropped me back, i was not even gonna bother to get back in, so i hid cause i was ashamed. eather that or i was really smashed,

damien came to get me, the bouncers told him to out me on the grass to pucke, then damien went to get vlad inside. vlad told me to make my self puke so i didn't do it in damiens car. i passed out as soon as i was in the car.

it was good to pass out in the bed when i got home.

i woke up 3 hours later, (about half an hour after i started writing this) i woke up cause the first thing on my mind was that we were going to st tropaz, and i was very excited. then i started to remebr bits of last night. i went down stairs to c what everyone elce was doing.

i could not open the door, but the cleening lady helped me. now looking back at it i must have still been drunk. everyone was still asleep, so i sat on the couch and started to catch up in diary writing.

when they boys woke up they filled me in on what happen last night. and today we had rattuoloui for lunch. that was cool. oh and i saw a skyline last tine, think it was a 2009 model. it was sik.

so the next day we all had a lazy day, vlad, damiens dad and i went to the pool.

that night we went to a gay club. well thats what i was told. cause when i got in there i let ppl skank it up with me, make out with me and touch me thinking they were gay. and im thinking...this place is weird, mabey they think im a cross dresser or somthing. i spent the whole night puzzled why what i thought were gay ppl were so into me. then i found out its a mix club and the fags mostly hung out up stairs. lol :S don't ya jsut hate it when that happens.

there was one guy, who im sure was gay. mabey he was bi, but he was a mess, he was making out with me too. he was buying me drinks, so i did not care. but he was getting annoying.

st tropez:

i did not really get to see st. tropez much vlad jsut wanted to go to the beach, i really wanted to go shopping, i got to see one dior show room which was beautiful. it was an old house. the bag i want was 6000 aud.

i really wanted to go to niki beach, i could get in, but the boys couldent. sooo annoying cause that was one of the things i really wanted to do! the boys tanned on the beach, i went for a swim. i was pretty bord so i went for a walk, boys tried talking to me. but i was not to keen on them.

finally time to go home for 2 hours vlad and damien had a full on arugment about euro politics, it was doing my head in and on top of that i had to listen to vlads music. i can only handel one. so i put my self to sleep. i got woken by a phone call, followed by a message saying ''i miss u'' i wrote back saying whos this, it was alex from melbourne, it was weird that he message me cause i was thinking of him earlier that day.

alex brought my mood down and i did not wanna go out. vlad was very excitd in going out for once! he forced me to have dome vodka and read bull, by the time we got to the club we (the one we were at last night) i was a tad drunk.

we went 3s in a bottel of vodka and befor u know it i was running a muck in the club. i grabed a big plastic Champagne bucket and started pouring my drinks in it, and i was walking around the club with that. i hung out with a few diffrent people.

the first was a boy that damien and vlad tried hooking me up with was from paris. he was on holiday, he was a bad kisser and annoying. i tried loosing him, but he found me. finally his mates wanted to go sleep. so he left. yey.

i got another drink and found my self in the smoking room, i cant rember if i was with some one. i don't think i had a smoke. but i was there and i started dancing with some chick and this guy and some other chick who was skanking it up with another chick.

then she spilt my drink. she was sorry and took me down stairs to there vip part. her boyfriend and her other friend came to, and she gave me champaine. and she told me she did not care if i skanked it up with her boyfriend.

for some reason at the time i thought that was wrong so i left. which was weird, cause i don't find many ''wrong'' things wrong. its probably cause she looked grumpy.

i palmed my drink of to damien and went to get another.

no one told me that vlad put our bottel of alcohole behind the bar, so i walked back to where we were sitting and poured my self a drink and this guy was like thats ours. i was so embarrased! cause i thought it was ours cause it was where we were. then i started to hang out with this group of ppl. and for some reason i took a champaine bucket of the bar and pured my drink in it and drank from that. i thought i was the coolest person doing that. i was so pleased with my self. i was walking around with it drinking from it. (so retarded ay) it got taken of me when i went to the toilet. u cant take drinks into the toilet in thi club, im not used to that so every time i went in i got told of.

one of the chicks that was with the dude from upstairs had it in for me, and took him away from me. i lost my drink and i lost my boy :(

i went into the r'n'b room next door, and started taking to some guys who souted me a drink, they invited me to a party in monico. then damien appeared. i dont know if i got him to translate or if he found me. but by this stage vlad wanted to go home. so we found him.

on the way out i saw akira, the japaneese dude i met last night, i got my jumper and we went home. vlad looked grumpy.

i also danced with the camera dude, and one of the bouncers obviously likes me

day 2 and 3 of tomorrow land

shishi — Wed, 27 Jul 2011 07:32:00 GMT

day two, tomorrow land

i woke up still drunk, and Vlad was very hung over. cal walked us to the train station, which was painful i dragged behind. when we got to the traino we found out we missed it by 5 min. next one was in a hour. so we walked another 30 min to get food cause i was starving. i ate so much at this bakery. the food was all so good! chocolate covered prfitta roles wtih cream, yogurt with muesli and fresh juicy strawberries, a strawberry tart and something else which i could not remember. i could feel my self getting hung over on the walk back to the train station. it took us an hour to get back to the hotel. as soon as we were back vlad crashed, as much as i wanted to i toped my self up with alcohol, had a shower and i left. Vlad stayed in the hotel.

as soon as i got there i was back at q dance, i ran into steve, that pom vlad introduced me too yesterday. i met his cuz jim.steve was being ultra sleazy, and jim soon enough noticed that told him off. jim also ran into some more boys from sydney who he introduced me too. i decided to explore tomorrow land, and i found more hidden secrets like a little house with beds in it, and a spa and massage tent. and discovered more stages.

i got back to qdance where i met b-front and alpha2. as night came in fire works went of, and the most amazing laser show i have ever seen.

in perth when ppl say there is a cool laser show. there really never is, i look at it and think...whats so good bout that. but this was one fucking amazing show. then jim gave me some mdma which fucked me up for a bit, i was out of my mind. it took me back to when i was 18. i was 100 per cent scattered, and tripping and happy. i wanted to go to main stage so i walked down the steps from vip and relysed i was to fucked to move and go that far. so i went back up and sat down. where random ppl started to talk to me. it reminded me of the rise, when i used to sit all too fucked to move and every ten - 20 min a random would come and talk to me about random things, and then leave and then some one elce would come and it. it made me very happy to live that moment again. at the end jim asked where i was staying. i was like i donno there are no trains, i'll stay outside if i have to for the love of dance music.

i love dance music so much it did not bother me is i had to sleep out side in the cold and rain to be up early for tomorrow and see the end of the show. cause i had to stay untill the end!

jim did not like the idea of me doing that so he said to come sleep in his tent with him and Steve. i got denied access when we tried. so we went around behind the bushes where i found a bin next to the fence. it was quite obvious that some one had snunk in before, i climbed up but saw security. so jumped down knocking the bin over. so we walked further up and look through the gap to make sure it was safe to jump. but i looked down and saw that i could squeeze under so i did that. i was behinds the toilets so i jsut squeeze past them, and i was in. i jsut waited for jim to come get me. by this stage i was buggered. and i passed out when we got back to his tent.

day 3 tomorrow land!

i woke up all sore this morning. hey boys were teaching me pom slang. i did not wana miss head the start of qdance. so i left the boys in the tent. i was a mess and i had not eaten in so long. it took me an hour to get out of tent land / dream ville it was massive, about 33 thousand ppl were staying in the area. once i was finally out it was another half an hour to the first stage, mind you i was walking slow because i was in pain from dancing to much and my head hurt, i was hungry and i was hung over. the first stage was knee deep which had hard tech. i went past there to the main stage vip. where they had fresh fruit and veggies to eat. so i munched on that for a bit. missing a bit of the first artists i wanted to see. the main vip lounge is a pretty cool place. they have massages, cocktail lounges,pond with fish, swings, beds, and food. then i trecked it to qbase. where i could not move, all i could do was sway and bop. tone shifters played an awesome set, at about 2 vlad rocked up. and i finally got to eat cause he brought money, we went walked around to a couple of tents to check em out then i went back to dance to c luna, and he went to main stage to david guetta. jim and steve had arrived by then and put more vodka in my drink. i stayed there until zatox and went to go see 2 many djs at the main stage because i saw them when i was younger and loved them. i should have stayed at q base cause they were not that good. to to see the show was amazing though. a massive stage with about thirty thousand ppl watching. i was on the top of the hill so i had amazing vies of the lasers and everything. vlad went home early again. i left him because he was not drunk and jim let me stay in his tent again. i crawled through under the fence again and so did he. as soon as we were in i head some music. which i ran to some french ppl were playing jump style and ther was a small crowd dancing, i joind in with 100 percent energy, the croud soon enough became bigger it was awesome. but then they turned it of cause they wanted to sleep. i was amped up so i had to find another party.

poor jim was over it and i dragged him with me, we found a girl playing her stero and a big group of dancers, we could not hear the music cause it did not go louder and there was a lot of ppl. so i dance to nothing. jim was talking to some ppl and introduced them to me, they were from western australia! we were both stoked!!!

i wanted to find another party so we moved on. i found a group of irish who were trying to find a party i got along with them well, we missioned to who ever were sitting down chilling and talked to them. after about 40min of walking around i ran into some one who said that there was a party at the blue light. so i told the irish, i left with a cupple of them. the party was the same girl with the stereo. it had gotten bigger since we left.

when we rocked up some guy picked up the girl with the stereo and walked away so the massive group followed. jim was loosing patience so we went back home. he said i was mental. i was like yeah im full on when im drunk sometimes, usually when im drunk and excited at the same time. i passed out as soon as i went in the tent.

in the morning we all missioned back to brussels. where i left them. it was a painful morning. when i got back i freshened up, but i did not feel fresh at all. and went shopping after half an hour i released i could not stand anymore and i had to go back asap. i really wanted to see mark and cal before we left. but was to exhausted.

France

in the morning we quickly ate some breakfast and packed up, and we caught the flight to nice in the south of france via brussels air way, lad and i both like the air line because it had space.

we reached in the south of france, valds mate Damien missed his flight from london. so damiens dad came to pick us up from the air port.

at the airport vlad saw a poster and is said that Swedish house Mafia was playing tonight in cannes. i was like fuck yeah! i hope i get to see them tonight.

the air port is close to the beach, as damiens dad drove us to his house, it looked like we were going through a massive resort, with the beach on one side and palm trees, houses, shops, and hotels on the other. damien's dads house is beautiful and his wife was at work. damien's dad's mum was there, she is the sweetest lady! and she is so cute. she made us a stake. it was good. i was so hungry.

tomorrow land

shishi — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 02:41:00 GMT

i was so excited for tomorrow land that i could hardly sleep. i had no time for a hang over, at ten to ten i woke vlad up for breakfast where we caught up with the Canadian sisters, and i apologised for being a trash bag, and showed them the photoes. once we were ready to go, we started our mission of aobut an hour, on the train ride there the place was full of people going to tomorrow land. vlad and i sat next to a carriage of drunk aussie girls from bondi. that was cool and when we got of (by this stage i was feeling the alcohol from my drink i brought on the train with me)the train to catch the shuttel bus there we sat in front of 5/6 boys from south australia. that was cool cause they were djs from apple bar. i dont rember them but i do remebr other djs that they dj with on the thursday night, the time i went there. and one has the same skyline as me!

vlad did not bring what he calls a roady so we went to the pub for shots as soon as we got off. i can get pretty crazy when im drunk and excited so i was jumping all over the place. we were glad to buy v.i.p cause we did not have to stand in line to get in to tomorrow land. as soon as we put our things in the locker we walked to the stages. i did not relyse how big this place was. it was so massive. it tripped me out. it was so big on the third i discovered 2 new stages i did not know about.

we walked around for a bit but i mostly stayed in the qdance area on the first day we saw davoodi vrs bestien dj ghost vs grave dr. rude coon, and we spend the day walking around.

it was almost time for Swedish house Mafia when vlad relysed he was to drunk to continue. he wanted me to stay on but i was not gonna leave him alone in his state. on the way out we ran into some boys that invited us back to theirs. i actually cried in the taxi cause i really wanted to stay to the end, i snapped out of it cuase i had to enjoy what i still had. once we got to antwerp we had had an hour for the train so we all got another drink. on the train ride to yeal i was all over the place. they guy taking care of me was really sweet, and i had no intention to fuck him. cuase he had a girl friend. long story shot i did . i thought to my self oh he propbably jsut said he had a gf and really dident cause he did not wanna fuck me. but he really did have a girl friend. and i felt super super bad.

cal took vlad and i to the train statio in the morning

first night in brussels

shishi — Fri, 22 Jul 2011 19:41:00 GMT

milan was the clam before the storm alright! last night my best mate jacks visited. from then i knew it was going to be a rowedy night! so once we were drunk we got the lift down and got chatting to 2 canadian sisters who were going to the same area as we were. it was a beautiful area from what i rember. paved lane ways everywere tourist everywhere and in the center was this MASSIVE palace.

from there we continued drinking a bit. the girls wanted to c fire works. and as u know i hate fire works. but vlad wanted to go, while they were watching the fire works i started chatting up some boys. and before you knew it they joined in on our adventure. long story short. me and the guy i was getting cozy with had a tequila shot and i chased it with peanuts lol! then we went to a bar where i fucked him in the toilet and we broke the toilet seat, neither of us came. mean while vlad went of to the gay clubs. and the canadians took care of me (the poor things)

once i fucked that guy all his other mates were trying to root me too. it was so gross, he was really nice and not seedy like his mates though cause he was taking care of me too. and was happy that i did not fuck his mates, and he kept trying to keep his mates away from me. and trying to keep the peace between us all.

then i had my first shot of absinth. but i did not know how to do the sugar thing cause i was smashed. i shot it and everyone stopped and looked at me and was like woah. then i puked it up out the back. one of the bar staff asked if i was ok. and got me some water.

when we were about to leave some guy called me a bitch and i was so ready to fight him. i was like come over hear and say it. :S so embarrassing.

the guy i fucked gave his number to the girls, so he knew we got home safely. by this point i was pretty trashed. and i was so fucking stoked i did not get kicked out.

the storm starts

shishi — Fri, 22 Jul 2011 19:41:00 GMT

when we were about to leave some guy called me a bitch and i was so ready to fight him. i was like come over hear and say it. :S so embarrassing.

the guy i fucked gave his number to the girls, so he knew we got home safely. by this point i was pretty trashed. and i was so fucking stoked i did not get kicked out.

brussels

shishi — Fri, 22 Jul 2011 03:03:00 GMT

we land n brussels today and its cold wet and a pubic holiday. its the worst combination! its gonna be 16 degrees for the next few days! how much does that suck! cause we have tomorrow land tomorrow. so we jsut chilling in the hotel at the moment. might go out tonight.

last night in milan

shishi — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 18:58:00 GMT

vlad and i did a little bit more exploring, we went from one port of the city, all the way to the other port of the city, our first stop had a shop where designers made 'one offs' for this shop, it was pretty amazing! the other side of town had a few local designer shops, i loved their stuff but i dont think i could pull the style off.

we went back to duomo and did a bit of last second shopping befor we went back to the hotel. i had a sleep, then was forced to wake up and party :P (very not like me) once we were drunk and ready we went to porta ramana. vlad was trying to find some club but we were unsuccessful, so we jsut drank at a vodka bar which i was over dressed for. and i pucked out side. some random gave me some sugar water. awwww. some of the boys who we were talking to inside came out to talk to us some more after i yacked. one was named loueegie! i was stoked! i could not stop saying i;tsa mario! and since i was drunk i was saying 'oi man' alot :S they were like wtf, and i was like just bringing some perth bogan to milano. they shouted us some weed. but i dont smoke that. after we went home, i did not wanna root any of them so we left.