Well, this was an eventful holiday weekend, it started out with me finding out lasgt Friday that it just may be easier for me to apply for a permanant residence out here in Australia than trying to get a work visa, all I have to do is pretty much prove my relationship with Dennis. We don't even have to be engaged, just living together and in a committed relationship is enough to help me become a resident, but proving it all is going to be the involved part, it won't be hard to do, but I have been warned to be prepared to show proof of everything from personal letters, to photos, to getting letters from many of my family members, so it will all hopefully work out and I can stay here as long as I like and work, because this having to make a trip out here for only three months at a time is annoying and expensive.

Saturday was spent with friends shopping and having lunch and then getting ready for our evening of drinking. We were late for the pre pubcrawl piss up at a friends, so by the time we showed up, everyone else was drunk and it was time to take the train up the mountain to meet at our first stops, a nice classy restaurant for the girls, and a random pub for the guys. The dinner us gals had included lots of beers, and our bachelorette had on her veil, some huge inflated plastic boobs that we made her wear, and throughout the night, she had to fulfill a book of dares for the last night out with the girls. The guys were happily going from pub to pub, where there was only one casualty, a broken wrist form one guy jumping off of a small wall instead of walking around. After dinner, us gals went to a place where we drank and danced till they kicked us out at midnight. Most of us went home, but I wasn't ready to stop partying, so I had them take me to the 24 hour place that the guys had ended up at, that way, I could be the first to tell drunken Dennis happy birthday, he turned 25 right before one a.m. But soon, even that part of the party was cut short by some of the guys who had overdone it already and were beginning to get sick. So we all loaded into the hired bus and got driven to a friends house where we all happily crashed, were a bit cold, and took turns puking and sleeping throughout the night. The next morning, we had to get stuff ready to go to Dennis's parents house for a birthday lunch, and we were both still pretty hung over, but it was nice, hanging out with his family, till I was falling asleep in the middle of conversations. After we got home from his parents, we were invited to a party at a pub for ANZAC day, which I fell asleep before I could make up my mind whether to go or not. And today, which was also a public holiday, was spent at hoime, feeling tired and watching TV, and being online for a bit, contemplating life and eating icecream. Tomarrow, I will spend the day on a famous Aussie beach tanning my tits. Till next time, ta ta :)