a lil more elaboration

So winter is upon me here in perth. But i love it for the most of it, new jackets, new clothes getting all rugged up, mad dashes for the bus/car in the pouring rain, something about winter that brings people together.


I have fell out with jack at the moment. I think its permanent, we would argue like we were fucking married at times ahah. He is a beautiful kid though, i think i was just at the end of my wick. I could only take soo much, i wanted to go out and socialize and bring him to parties and have a good time, he wanted to stay at home and just chill. which was nice, it settled me down for a while.

But it all went a little pear shaped from a couple of weeks ago. I just had it, he said some mean shit, because i made a late night phone call. im terrible like that, but i was legitamatly in trouble stuck in Northbridge, and his house is soo much cheaper to taxi it too then mine would of been. But just by luck i found my friends and stayed at theirs in Mandurah the night. Not without any hic-cups of course. So what was going to be a smooth train ride ended up with us having to go to the mandurah police station.

Some little dero, was being an idiot. A mentally disabled guy was just being jolly on the train and said something like "here is my stop" as we pulled up to warnbro. He ends up kicking this mentally disabled dude and telling him to shut the fuck up. The guys hand started bleeding and he looked really upset understandably. I hate seeing shit like that, really fucking pisses me off. We end up getting up saying something.

"Calm down you fucking idiot!" probably not the best choice of words from Chloe and I.

"Shut up you cunt!" he said to chloe

"dont call my sister a cunt, everyone is looking at you like ur a fucking idiot on the train so just settle down" chloes sister chimes in

this dero guys friends are even telling him to just chill..

anyway i wont go into details but there was a bit of a fight that broke out, he spat on Emma (chloes sister) and ended up getting charged and put in lock up. Well for a while anyway, he looked about 17-18 turns out he was only 15. fucking idiot, what 15y/o is on a train at 2:30 in the morning?

My dad has kicked my older brother out of home, they had a massive arguement about his false marriage and dad went to raise a fist at him. my brother would of beat the fuck out of him if he tried anything, he keeps reminding us how he would to. But for now he is studying in perth so he is staying with us, which is nice, its good to see him again.

I have quit the brass monkey, i dont know what it is about my luck with Venue managers/owners of businesses lately. Bar One where i used to work i had been blatently told "your a disgrace to young gay people everywhere!" by the owner, because i didn't pay enough attention to his advances. He ended up cutting my shifts after word got out i liked Jack. the guy previously mentioned in the post. I ended up quiting just before a busy night to put them in the shit. I was over it, he was gay himself, we gotta stick together not fucking pick on eachother.

The brass was good at first, it still had its moments where i thought "fuck this im leaving" but the Venue and senior manager i really got along with. We would go to connections and even have the odd staffie night as well. The people there were great as well, young, party animals. But the VM left after the brass owners "ALH" wouldn't let his idea's go ahead to make the pub better. Which quite frankly i dont blame him. It was a shithole before he came, he brought it back to life.

The new VM was a little shady at first, but i gave him a go. He still doesn't talk to any of the staff. He was soo rude and blunt. From rockingham. He apparently is quite the homophobe. I dont go flaunting im gay, but if people i ask i tell them straight out. He didn't like me from the get go. I had to call up sick because of a Uni assignment due the next day. It was a thursday night, the least busy night of the week and i gave them plenty of notice. After that he told the managers to cut my shifts to 1 a week, and we will try and find someone to replace him by the end of the month. He wanted me out. so i left.

Anyway thats just a dash of whats been going on lately, my rock, my bestie, chloe has moved to surfers paradise for a sea change. She wanted me to come along, but i had uni stuff to finish. I hear these wild stories and just think "fuck i need to just pack up and go.."

who knows, maybe il be blogging from the east coast next post...

"how does it feel, these roads" - Portishead