Haven't updated for a while cos I was in Phillip Island. Looking back now that I am home it seems like a pretty big blur of rain, drugs and ruckus. Cooking the most ridiculous oily buttery meals and eating steadily all day, smoking steadily and drinking steadily. Going on adventures through the forest to the beach and back through the forest while it was raining just because it was grim and there was nobody around so we felt like explorers. Watching tv shows over and over, then playing monopoly in Afrikaans, then losing interest when it became a stalemate between Izaac and I then watching more tv. Constant rain, and gail force storm warning winds shaking the house and making us feel grateful we were indoors. Going out for a chronic spree then warming up infront of the heater. Copping attitude from eugene, then provoking him till he had a big hissy fit then making fun of him some more. Then bashing him, then everyone bashing everyone in an all out brawl which ends with no winner and everyone gasping for air and grinning. Talking amazing ammounts of shit and laughing so hard at things that no longer seem funny, but will always remain funny within the memory. Knowing there was no constraints, no responsibility and nothing to remember, just living for the essentials and the good times. Sleeping too much, and being a sloth. Having friends to replace the family. Photos coming soon