For Elise’s 23rd Birthday we went to The Cheesecake Factory which is an awesome restaurant, that no matter how many times I go I still can’t finish a meal – there portions are so huge but yet they are so delicious! How on Earth you are meant to be able to eat a cheesecake afterwards I do not know! I had their red velvet cheesecake, which I was not that impressed with… but I think that it was because it is meant to be a cake…. Not a cheesecake. Apparently, their other cheesecakes are just the best! So that was fun, and then some people went bowling after… but I was shattered and came home to chill which was lubly.
One of the evenings we had a staff volleyball game, and play around on the Go-Karts. So much fun. Volleyball is awesome, also n really played that before, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. After I stopped being a wimp about playing and making a fool out of myself playing something I have never played before I got into it. Though I don’t think it is anything I could be considered a good player for.
Afterwards I went to Lory’s (of course) with the boys and It ended p being myself, Doug and Justin. We had a great night just chatting about random stuff we ad done or witnessed and talking about our feelings about camp I felt thoroughly satisfied with that evening and it is one of those that just can’t be re-created!
During this week I was chatting with Alicia and just felt totally amazed by her and her awesome confidence and outlook on life… We were chatting about various things we used to do as kids, and how we were brought up and stuff and I just felt very comfortable talking with her and stuff… so yay and woop. Strange paragraph, but I just remember feeling happy that someone was there with a similar outlook on stuff!
That weekend I had really chilled weekend… I don’t think I went out or anything. On the Saturday night I had some wine and chilled with Alicia and Sj in some trackie pants. It was great. Seriously awesome. However Alicia and I went downstairs… the outside stairs.. Alicia was in front of me and when she got to the bottom of the stairs, obviously she stopped going down. I also stopped going down and tried to walk on a flat level of thin air and fell down a bunch of stairs. Because I am sensible like that. It was proper funny though. Ha “proper” funny. The Americans find this odd.
Another week DONE
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