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| Clever Girl... >> Friends >> 2001 Memories in Review The most obvious inclusion in my whole 'end of year special' shebang was my little collection 'highlights'. Some of you will remember many, some will remember a few, others will remember none. In any case, these were probably my favourite things about 2001. I'll try to forget the bad bits for now. ;) In vague chronological order... - Andrew and Ben taking me to the cricket to "bore me out of my misery" and the highlight of the day being the trip to the service station before hand, where I was able to pick up my trusty copies of Cosmopolitan and B. The thrill that came along with my grasp of the game ("why does it take them so long to pitch?"), the sunburnt incurred, and the fact that none of the boys there would hand me the binoculars when the one exciting event of the day (the streakers) took place. "Give me one good reason I should go buy you another pie." "You don't care if you miss the game." "Okay... that was the reason I was looking for." - The wonderful, peaceful day Andrew and I spent driving around at the beginning of band. I remember it was awful and hot, but it was just so nice! Especially when Yellow came on. And when I was "the most interesting person." - My drunkest night ever. Dancing and singing "Oops! I Did It Again!" into a vodka bottle, collapsing on the floor, spending $20 on my phone calling up people (Carmen, Andrew, Christina... to the best of my rememberance) to tell people I loved them, throwing a drink on someone, and the quite prophetic email I sent The List when I got home ("from now on I will only date..." and it came true! *gasp* Kind of. Like, apart from the dating part. But didn't my crush fill that description exactly? I think so! :p) - Not exactly a happy memory, but the day when my parents made me walk about 12 km home. - The Valentines Day plans Carmen and I had that we never got around to doing (no one had the money ;)). - Oh yeah. Selling my soul for two sex slaves and three dancing monkeys. - Carmen's and my attempt to target desperate looking guys when seeking Bobby Goldsmith donations. - The Scooby Gang's invasion of O-week and the wonderful new personalities we briefly took on. - The disaster of a college party. Yick yick yick. Being so bored I had to speak on the phone for entertainment. - Mardi Gras. "Are you sure you don't want to come to the Mardi Gras with us... YOU HOMOPHOBIC FUCK???" Our interesting selling techniques ("Buy some karma! It increases your sex appeal!"), Lexi's inability to understand the word 'bleachers', and our impressive ability to walk long distances (Town Hall to SGHS! *gasp*). - My semi-disaster of a birthday party. Sharing food was nice though. And, of course, my brilliant quotes when Andrew was driving everyone home. Rachel: It's so funny that you live on Ferry Street Ben! *silence* Ben: Why? Andrew: I have no idea, I think it's because you catch the ferry. *R bursts out laughing* R: Yes! It would be like me living on Bus Street, or Andrew living on Train Street! - "I don't want her near any sharp objects... she might hit me with." - Law Party. "Andrew is a gimp". Old sleazy men, Austrian tennis, and sex with dolphins. Anne's and my 'movie moment' - singing 'On My Own' from Les Miserables, spinning around, hugging, forgetting the words occasionally... just like in the movies. - Andrew's and my pilgrimage to 'The Tav', getting lost, and the joy Monsieur Yip derives from being thrashed around. - Emma and I doing karaoke at Maroubra Junction Hotel, and the creepy old drunk man. "You guys are beautiful. Most of the people here are ugly and I don't want to know them, but you guys are beautiful." "We get that all the time." "Yeah, we're models." - Band comp, and all our friends' fabulous support. *kisses* - "If I were to sit here naked, would he notice me?" (Jane Eyre - not me!), and that very boring Radio lecture in which Chantelle and I spent the whole time playing MATCH and Love Calculator. - The day I nearly passed out in Manning just because I saw someone particular good looking, and couldn't eat for the next two hours. - Sarah's very impressive investigative journalism skills. *clapclap* - "I think she's cute." "Yeah, well, you would." - Moulin Rouge. - Chantelle's and my evil English Exam Day plan and her pathetic failure to execute it. ;) - Hiding behind garbage bins. - Andrew's increasing propensity towards chasing 14 year old girls. - Getting drunk with Christina and throwing up for the first time. "Calories consumed when drunk don't count!" - Turning google.com into a 'stalkengine'. - The very dodgy events at Berry Street at the beginning of the mid year holidays. - James Ballerina. - Impressing Chris with my ability to recite year 11 physics formulae. - Being the 'token satanist'. - Chantelle's and my 'run in' in Hyde Park. - Ben's party. Playing the piano with Andrew, eating toast, calling Chantelle, scenes from Britney Spears clips. - Kate's and my detailed discussions on making out and excessive body hair. - "Hello Catharine, if you're there!" Rachel and Chantelle humiliate themselves. - Bridie O'Reilly's. The general wonderfulness of media girls, "Miss Morality", pretending to be American, pretending to be Andrew's cousin, deciding who everyone would be if we were on Big Brother, near-excursions to strip clubs, "there are only three people in the world I'd rather be here with than you." - Irem and the psychotic car chaser. - HotBoys. The movie I was to produce, and Andrew was to direct. - Schmempsie's valiant and most amusing attempts to pick up a married woman at Retro, only to be told he reminded her of her little (23 year old) brother. - Professor Rachel "..." - The psychic dream that led me to a realisation that had been elluding me for 10 months. - The joy of recording and Andrew's and my amusing but immoral idea for the cover. - PR: Personal Relations - the best plan ever. I'm sure Anne would have given it an HD. - Stalking Fur Patrol with Penny and Sarah. Penny stealing a beer bottle from the stage, me almost getting Andrew's (band member, not friend) phone number, telling Julia about my band, and, most excitingly of all, leaving so late that I got locked inside the Metro and had to ask security to let me out. *gasp* - "The Best Couple Ever: the best love story ever". And so it was. A very wonderful and amusing story in which people fall off boats, illicit affairs take place on the engineering lawns, and there are feet fights on soccer fields. - Making Ryan's cows dance in Alexanders and trying (unsuccessfully) to steal Asquith. - Being drunk enough to think it was a good idea to walk from Central Station to Kings Kross in the middle of the night, Schmempsie screaming at a passing car that they shouldn't be driving in a tram lane, Ben valiantly running after a rat, and my excitement each time an S Club 7 or Britney clip came on. - Ariadne getting drunk before our PR presentation and her penchant for psychoanalysis. - SUDS Caberet night and the song Chantelle and I sang as we ran past the Mills Building. - "Rachel can you handle this? Chantelle can you handle this? Ariadne can you handle this?" and our amusing plans for media party. - Postmodern Video Night #2. 'Election', an interpretation that defied gender boundies. The best scene, of course, being the blow job in the hot tub. - Chantelle's update of "The Best Couple Ever", making it just that tad bit more realistic. Although I, of course, contributed with my fabulous sense of humour. Ahhh yes... version 2.0 involved early morning jogging, karaoke, Sarah O'Hare, Cam the paralegal, a drunk matron of honour, the best wedding speech ever ("... if that is so, Rachel's deeds make her a very excellent do-er indeed. I certainly like it when she does me!"), much overseas travelling, and Philip cutting new windows for an airier office space. - Liv's and my theories on why the sky was blue. "If it's a large expanse of something clear that you can put your hand through, it's blue!" - Chantelle's stuffup. If you think hard enough I'm sure you'll know what I mean, sweetie. ;) - Union Party with Meliss, being the karaoke queen, and dancing the night away - all for FREE! - Rachel's and Liv's homeless initiative. - What would you do, and the arising parody. - Club 77, being mistook for junkies, dancing along to the porn film, spilling wax over Penny, and having the table knocked over. - Sarah's illicit SMSes at City RSL. - Happy hour at the Sheriton, and Chantelle gets drunk for the first time, resulting in her telling everyone there Rachel's secrets, and the two of us singing 'Toucha Toucha Touch Me' while walking down George Street, and running into Schmempsie just as we got to the part where we pretend to be monsters. ;) - Our (non-alcoholic) drink mixing plans that resulted. - Ariadne's enthusiasm for singing and dancing to Christmas carols at the SUDS party. In conclusion, although two of the worst things that have ever happened to me happened this year, reading through this list makes me think that it wasn't quite so bad afterall (not that I really ever thought it was). 2000 may have been the best of times and the worst of time, but 2001, while troubled at times, kicked ass for the most part. Woohoo! May 2002 be just as enjoyable. Oh, and also, I'm not the drunkard I appear to be from this list. I actually do exactly the same things sober as I do drunk - so there. :p back |
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