Oh hello. Remember me?!
It’s been almost 5 months since I last opened up a word document and got a little wild with the typing keys. Kjshiuhhy983tkjg
somebody stop me.
There is so much to tell you. Where to begin… I could go into detail about the time I met a hippie, drank beers on the beach under the moonlight, partied with him into the wee small hours, cut some shapes on the dance floor and then swore I was not going to sleep with him… that was until he unleashed his very own, very BIG, shape and I just couldn’t help myself. But I’ll leave that for another time. I could tell you about the lovely Latino man I locked lips with for what felt like hours at some underground bar. A Latino that steals the title of the ‘most passionate snog ever’. Oh my word! I couldn’t stop thinking about that for weeks. But that story isn’t really worth sharing.
There is so much to tell you. Where to begin… I could go into detail about the time I met a hippie, drank beers on the beach under the moonlight, partied with him into the wee small hours, cut some shapes on the dance floor and then swore I was not going to sleep with him… that was until he unleashed his very own, very BIG, shape and I just couldn’t help myself. But I’ll leave that for another time. I could tell you about the lovely Latino man I locked lips with for what felt like hours at some underground bar. A Latino that steals the title of the ‘most passionate snog ever’. Oh my word! I couldn’t stop thinking about that for weeks. But that story isn’t really worth sharing.
OR we could analyse my somewhat concerning, somewhat fun, habit of giving blow
jobs on my bestie’s couch (Really need to stop doing that), but I’d rather not
go into that right now.
Ahhh…..that felt so good. Bex is back. Can I get a HOLLA!
While I’ve been away my best friend got married, MARRIED! Ah, it was probably one of the most magical, emotional and heart felt days I’ve ever experienced. Let’s just stop and focus on the ‘emotional’ part of that sentence for a bit shall we… I was actually blown away with how emotional I was all day. I had to apologise to my friend for being, and I quote, a ‘creep’ as I literally felt myself staring at her all throughout the day. She looked so completely stunning and I literally could.not.take.my.eyes.off.her! I was so overwhelmed by proudness (Is that even a word?) that I couldn’t even put into words what I was feeling, I just stared – for a long moments at a time. All day. At her. Like a creep. I think a huge part of it is because I’ve been friends with this girl since I was 12 years old. Pretty much the age where boys know longer have germs and you would rather put your tongue in their mouth, then poke it out at them. We talked about weddings, but they were always so far off in the distance (Wait, that could be yesterday in my world…let’s not go there. #catlady) and when we were adults. Wait…when did WE become adults?! Adults that are old enough to get married?! I’m pretty sure if was just yesterday we would all gather around on the hockey field and watch couples kiss, timing them to see who could do it longest…
There was a moment at the wedding where I cried over something completely un-wedding related – although I’m not sure if that was because my emotions were running high, or if it was due to drinking glass upon glass of bubbles in the limo ride around Auckland, or possibly topping it off with being made to finish off everyone’s glasses as we exited the limo, followed by a tequila shot on arrival (Good bitch) to the reception. Either way the wine, the celebration and the fact the my bestie was marrying her soul mate turned me into a big, pink, blubbering mess. I’ll need to toughen up before the next friend ties the knot or I might not be invited….Psssst I’ll gate crash! I would like to also point out that I was the only one who got the bride to tear up. Speech tick list: Make the bride cry: TICK! Hehe love you!
So back about this time LAST year my twin sisters thought a move to Auckland sounded like a good idea. Once we convinced our parents that this was a good idea, we started planning and putting it into action. The universe was not on our side at all and as one thing after another stopped it from happening we put that plan on the back burner for a while, until we were ready to fully commit to it. Weeks passed. Months rolled on by (Cue a tree montage, leaves changing from summer to winter) and why hello there plan, how you doing little buddy? I’ve missed you! Drum roll please….
Twins move in 11 days. It is actually happening. I’m feeling a mixture of emotions. I’m bloody excited but a little bit nervous too. Three larger than life personalities in one house can only mean one thing, ding ding ding!! We have lived together for 15 years, how hard can it be?!!! haaa I’m already wearing my big mama pants and they fit pretty snuggly ;) I’m sure it’ll be fine and if it’s not can I live with you?!!
There are lots of things to look forward to with them moving up. One thing is experiencing Auckland all over again. I’ve been a bit of a nana lately (minus the blowjobs. Nanas would never do such thing), staying in most Saturday nights, enjoying a wine, a chit chat and then off to bed for me. I’ve loved waking up on Sundays feeling ready to tackle the day and not crawling to the toilet worried about which end it’s going to come out of. Ohhh those were the days. I’m definitely ready for some rowdy weekends, scandalous stories and wild adventures with my sisters. My first blogs were all about experiencing everything Auckland has to offer and lately I’ve let life get in the way. I’ve been in this big city for 1 year 4 months and I’ve probably seen maybe 1/3 of it. So that is exciting in itself… so much to see, so many people to do…kiddin’! ….but am I really?
The next few months are going to bring about some blog worthy topics I would say. Hope you’re ready for it ;) And if you’re ever in Auckland and need a place to stay…I have my very own house now. Ok, not MY house. My landlord’s name is Martin and he is adorably dorky and he won’t let me get a dog, but tells me a fish is ok. I’m still working on that one. Although those closest to me say I need to learn how to look after myself first, before I get a pooch…they have a point. I hate when people are right. I just want cuddles, fish don’t like them very much-8 year old Bex learnt that the hard way. Anyway getting off topic…come and stay and play all day!
That’s it from me for this sunny Sunday. Hope your booze poos has stopped and your starting to feel like a normal pooing human being. I’ve missed you all bucket loads!
Love and Laughs
Bex
Ahhh…..that felt so good. Bex is back. Can I get a HOLLA!
While I’ve been away my best friend got married, MARRIED! Ah, it was probably one of the most magical, emotional and heart felt days I’ve ever experienced. Let’s just stop and focus on the ‘emotional’ part of that sentence for a bit shall we… I was actually blown away with how emotional I was all day. I had to apologise to my friend for being, and I quote, a ‘creep’ as I literally felt myself staring at her all throughout the day. She looked so completely stunning and I literally could.not.take.my.eyes.off.her! I was so overwhelmed by proudness (Is that even a word?) that I couldn’t even put into words what I was feeling, I just stared – for a long moments at a time. All day. At her. Like a creep. I think a huge part of it is because I’ve been friends with this girl since I was 12 years old. Pretty much the age where boys know longer have germs and you would rather put your tongue in their mouth, then poke it out at them. We talked about weddings, but they were always so far off in the distance (Wait, that could be yesterday in my world…let’s not go there. #catlady) and when we were adults. Wait…when did WE become adults?! Adults that are old enough to get married?! I’m pretty sure if was just yesterday we would all gather around on the hockey field and watch couples kiss, timing them to see who could do it longest…
There was a moment at the wedding where I cried over something completely un-wedding related – although I’m not sure if that was because my emotions were running high, or if it was due to drinking glass upon glass of bubbles in the limo ride around Auckland, or possibly topping it off with being made to finish off everyone’s glasses as we exited the limo, followed by a tequila shot on arrival (Good bitch) to the reception. Either way the wine, the celebration and the fact the my bestie was marrying her soul mate turned me into a big, pink, blubbering mess. I’ll need to toughen up before the next friend ties the knot or I might not be invited….Psssst I’ll gate crash! I would like to also point out that I was the only one who got the bride to tear up. Speech tick list: Make the bride cry: TICK! Hehe love you!
So back about this time LAST year my twin sisters thought a move to Auckland sounded like a good idea. Once we convinced our parents that this was a good idea, we started planning and putting it into action. The universe was not on our side at all and as one thing after another stopped it from happening we put that plan on the back burner for a while, until we were ready to fully commit to it. Weeks passed. Months rolled on by (Cue a tree montage, leaves changing from summer to winter) and why hello there plan, how you doing little buddy? I’ve missed you! Drum roll please….
Twins move in 11 days. It is actually happening. I’m feeling a mixture of emotions. I’m bloody excited but a little bit nervous too. Three larger than life personalities in one house can only mean one thing, ding ding ding!! We have lived together for 15 years, how hard can it be?!!! haaa I’m already wearing my big mama pants and they fit pretty snuggly ;) I’m sure it’ll be fine and if it’s not can I live with you?!!
There are lots of things to look forward to with them moving up. One thing is experiencing Auckland all over again. I’ve been a bit of a nana lately (minus the blowjobs. Nanas would never do such thing), staying in most Saturday nights, enjoying a wine, a chit chat and then off to bed for me. I’ve loved waking up on Sundays feeling ready to tackle the day and not crawling to the toilet worried about which end it’s going to come out of. Ohhh those were the days. I’m definitely ready for some rowdy weekends, scandalous stories and wild adventures with my sisters. My first blogs were all about experiencing everything Auckland has to offer and lately I’ve let life get in the way. I’ve been in this big city for 1 year 4 months and I’ve probably seen maybe 1/3 of it. So that is exciting in itself… so much to see, so many people to do…kiddin’! ….but am I really?
The next few months are going to bring about some blog worthy topics I would say. Hope you’re ready for it ;) And if you’re ever in Auckland and need a place to stay…I have my very own house now. Ok, not MY house. My landlord’s name is Martin and he is adorably dorky and he won’t let me get a dog, but tells me a fish is ok. I’m still working on that one. Although those closest to me say I need to learn how to look after myself first, before I get a pooch…they have a point. I hate when people are right. I just want cuddles, fish don’t like them very much-8 year old Bex learnt that the hard way. Anyway getting off topic…come and stay and play all day!
That’s it from me for this sunny Sunday. Hope your booze poos has stopped and your starting to feel like a normal pooing human being. I’ve missed you all bucket loads!
Love and Laughs
Bex
