Finding my feet.

My Easter weekend started with taking the train from Brisbane to Robina. Actually, it started with me waking up at an ungodly hour, asking a stranger about the bus, taking the bus, asking the driver where the train station was, getting off the bus and getting on the train for a one hour ride. Thank God for Haruki Murakami, that's all I've got to say.

Nik picked me up. Been ages since I last saw him, so was super stoked. His place is AWESOME. So lucky you guys :( They took me around, then went to class. At the uni BAR. With their LECTURER. This is unfair.

Mik and Nik.

BJ had the McLovin card!

I arrived on the day that 3 MOS DJs were spinning at their uni bar. It was cool!

Ninja.

Mik and Noddy :)

Mik and Shalini :P

There were so many fights. I saw this guy get punched straight in the face, then went down for the count. Saw another guy whip off his shirt O_O Nastee. Apparently another guy's wrist got stomped on by the bouncers. Awesome. Then we went back to their place for a small-ish after party.

Aww Roslin :)

Mik and Mike.

Nik cooked us pasta.
"It's BURNING!"
Joke.

After spending two nights at Nik's place, headed back to Brisbane on Saturday. Train took two hours this time; it kept getting delayed and it was raining and freezing. I walked all the way back home because the bus would've taken half an hour to come. Super annoying thing about Brisbane. The transport here is meh. Although they have better bus systems, we have cabs. Win.

Anyways, it was Raj's birthday.

Birthday boy.

We got totally smashed, then headed to the Valley. People on the train thought we were loco.

Vik and Von.

Gay boy.

Sista luuurve.

Needless to say, I fulfilled my desire to dance everything out. I am slowly finding my feet. Much love to the friends back home :)