So I felt that it was about time I got back to all you stalkers on how my Harry Potter weekend adventure went...
To be completely honest, if you think back a few years there was that episode of cults in summer bay- for all the non-Aussies I'm referring to the TV show Home and Away. An absolute classic 7-7.30 evening family drama, that at one stage or not in your life you'll become addicted to. A CULT that's pretty much how I would sum up the Harry potter snowball. Cult.
Now first up they should not have labeled it a "Snowball", rock concert or something similar would have be much more fitting! As it was everyone arrived in an assortment of attires. From people dressing up at Hogwarts students, to ball gowns, jeans and shirts, and cocktail outfits. Extremely poor communication and direction from the organizers, definitely room for improvement.
Next up, these people are slightly CRAZYYYYYYY. I felt like I was a at a Christian concert where there's a tone of awesome preaching, however in this case these were psychos up oh the stage saying we've got to do this for Harry, Harry would want us to do good, we have to defeat voldemort i.e. the evil inthe world.
Like come on, dudes take a break, but at this stage I was sitting against the wall, thinking dear lord what on earth have I got myself into?? But it was an experience. The people that came up from uni with me were fantastic! Annoyingly I ended up losing my totally overpriced D&G glasses, ggrrrr. Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm practically blind! Slightly frustrating especially now that I have to use my old glasses that are not quite as strong as the ones that I had.
How about this week, it Snowedddd!! Yes, you heard me right first week of December and it's snowing already! Amaze balls or what!! Funnily enough I had it in my head that it would all have melted away by the afternoon, never fear by the next day it was still there! Score!!!!
I don't think I'll ever get use to waking up, looking out my window and seeing the most magnificently white landscape. Absolutely magical!
Currently I'm typing this sitting in Victoria Coach station waiting for my bus to Glasgow! Wait till I tell you this, I would feel sorry for the fella. Bt come on, you'd have done the same thing.
Dear lord, do you remember how I said English blokes were persistent . Well there's this fella currently sitting next me, Charles, fingers crossed he'd not reading this. He started up a conversation, being polite I play along, until he gets intense.
Starting with stuff like:
So you know lets be friends,
I like you your confident.
Here can I have you number.
Here ill add you on Facebook.
Go on Facebook and add me.
Lets catch up.
Dude no flipping way, did you not understand my mutterings, inability to tell you which uni I was ate, where my uni was or what uni it was.
You're nice but creepy, like if I walked down an alley, you'd be ne of the people that would jump out and murder meeee! No thanks, keep your detailsssss! He then continued ti dig his hole deeper, it went like this
"You have a lovely shape".
"Dude, you do not say that to someone"
"I just mean you're beautiful"
I look pointedly at him and take out my ear phones in.( Arnt the earphones the global signal for don't talk to me????)
"You don't like me, it's because I'm African isn't it?"
"Seriously pulling the race card?", I get up to leave,"you are making me feel uncomfortable and I don't appreciate it".
BOOM!!!! Smack down.
Could not actually participate in that conversation much longer, I'm sure he's a lovely fellow but honest to goodness, over my dead body.
My new spot is better, I was just approached by a 40 old year man...
"Perhaps you speak Russian?"
"Ahh no sorry"
By the look on his face to you'd have thought I'd said I'd just killed his wife. Otherwise, I look Russian! Scoreee!
Well bye for now.... Update you guys later!
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