Session, Beach, Nervous

The sunday session turned out pretty good. Me and Henry, a really cool Dutch guy, went with about six or seven hot girls, which was nice! It started out we were just sat around chatting, until one of the girls pointed out we could have done that back at the courtyard for cheaper. She suggested we go inside and have four jaggerbombs in a row each. They consist of a shot of Jaggermeister (bad speling probably) dropped into a Red Bull, so pretty potent. I wasn;t sure, as they're expensive, but if everyone else does something I struggle not to do the same, I hate being left out!! The barstaff wouldn't actually serve us four, so we had two, but that was enough! I followed it up with a quick Turbo Shandy and then we hit the dancefloor. I was busting out some huge shapes, I'm loving my dancing at the moment! After that we pretty much went back to the courtyard and carried on drinking there. After a while we went down to the beach and I got chatting with a really nice Danish girl. She was face meltingly gorgeous and we chatted for ages! But then she went back with her friends and I chatted to some other mates. Eventually I went back to the courtyard and got chatting with a Swedish girl called Ulrika, she was so funny, she had me in stitches! I can't really remember what she was saying, as it was about 3am by this time, but she was definately making me laugh! Eventually I went to bed, hoping I would be alright to get up in the morning and get things done!

I impressed myself by waking up early, before my alarm, and tearing myself out of bed before 9am. I knew it was going to be a shaky start but I got on with what I had to do. I phoned the RAC, paid my rent, then headed for town. Henry was headed for the train station too so we walked together, stopping at a deli for as brekkie muffin. We caught the train to Perth but he got off a station before me. I went straight to the bank and paid in my travellers cheques. Then I went back to the train station and went north, to where the guy with the Landrover lived. He picked me up in it, I could hear it coming down the road, it had a sports exhaust, it was pimp!! It seemed exactly what I need for travelling, it had a second battery, dual fuel (LPG and petrol) and a special aerial for picking up radio in the bush (which I'll probably never do). With my limited knowledge of cars I looked it over and it seemed fine. No rust, sounded smooth, good bite point on the clutch, smooth gearchange, clean engine, lots of paperwork. I decided to take a risk and not have an RAC check. I might end up regretting it, but it'll save me $140. I gave the guy a deposit and arranged to complete the purchase tomorrow. After I get it i'll take it straight to a garage for a service, and we'll see if its okay. I hope it is, I'm falling in love with it already. I might buy a trailer for putting my kit in, if I can find a cheap one, otherwise a roofrack.

After seeing the car I headed back, I felt pretty strange, I think the nervousness of wondering if I'd bought a dud, combined with my hangover, was making me feel quite emotional. I started thinking of everybody back home, about Dad, and about my future. It wasn't a negative feeling, I'm actually feeling really confident and positive about my writing at the moment. I think this blog has been a real positive for me, its the most I've written since uni, and I feel geared up for writing some scripts and short stories now. I came up with a great idea for a low budget movie to make when I get home which I've been thinking about a lot. Actually, I forgot to mention, the other night I met a pretty cool American guy who is dead keen on his filmaking and swears he is going to produce a low budget short in the next six weeks. I told him I would definately get involved and he was really pleased, so thats good. I'm going to stay in Perth till Monday, so I can go to Jenna's birthday bbq, then I'm going to go to Lancelein and live in a tent on my own for three weeks or so, so I can have some time to write before Nick comes out and everything goes chicken oriental. I should have some great windsurfing and kitesurfing on my doorstep there too!

After I got back I had a shower, its been so hot today (39 degrees!!!!!) and there were so many flies it drove me insane. I drip dried to prolong the refreshment, then went downstairs. I bumped into Justin again briefly, then went for a pint or two with an Arsenal man called Sam. I might possibly get up at 5am tomorrow to watch the Arsenal Reading game with him, but it depends how I feel. We're courtyarding it tonight, I'm just taking a quick break from socialising to write my blog. Theres talk of the beach again later. Tomorrow Mike (the Landrover guy) is coming here at 10am and we're completing the sale. I'm nervous, but excited. Thats what taking risks does for you. I love it.