Above is a belated photo of Adam’s birthday present. I bought the typewriter from a man who had once wished to write a book, but never got there. May Adam succeed where he did not. 

On Valentines day I was working for my aunt, as her boss was away it was very quiet in the office allowing me to stroll my way around the internet to a point at which I was just sitting there refreshing tumblr, twitter and the NZ Herald. This proved to be somewhat fateful when a tweet appeared from Under The Radar announcing a last chance release of tickets to Aloe Blacc, American soul singer. 

This left me completely and utterly rapt as only the week before on attempting to purchase these tickets I had been rejected by an apparent sell out. It proved to also be opportune as despite my rather negative supply of gift giving on Valentines day, and my boyfriends complete repulsion to the concept of receiving gifts I suddenly had the perfect, irrefutable gift. 

Needless to say, Aloe Blacc tickets were indeed a gift that Adam could only praise me over, and so that night we set out to dinner with a great sense of self satisfaction in our hearts and excitement for the following wednesday.

That Wednesday, last night to be precise we headed off to the Studio, rat pack in tow to a crowd that definitely wasn’t rat pack at all. 

In any case, after realising that sight would be impossible on the ground Adam and I headed up stairs. Upon finding a perfect spot Maya Jupiter, an Australian rapper started doin’ her thing. I’d never heard of her before but whoa baby. Hot, a sexy voice and a talented way of using it I’m now quite intrigued. Watch this space. 

The main and most important part of the evening soon began with Aloe Blacc’s band lightly licking at the beats of major songs. The man himself emerged with the tension fit to burst in a grey suit, a cheese cutter and a hella lot of personality. While I wish I could claim to have recorded the track listing and come up with good critique of his performance etc to be honest I was distracted by just watching him. I could almost say that I was paralysed by his stage presence, while I most certainly got my groove on I was also quite happy to just stare in awe. Big highlights/ moments of interest were his cover of Michael Jackson’s Billy Jean (almost irrecognisable, totally awesome), Miss Fortune, playing I Need A Dollar twice and Femme Fatale.

Afterwards we trailed out into the foyer to bump right into the man himself, and so uncharacteristically I got signatures, and the boys snagged a photo. (I was the camerawoman =[) 

I have to say it, it was possibly one of the best gigs I’ve ever been to. 

Hey there brother!

Last Friday I finished exams. In celebration I cooked the boys fish provencal for dinner and then Adam and I were going to go to this croatian fundraiser at Kermadec. While I was getting ready Hans and Mudford decided that they wanted to style Adam and Hans decided that he wanted to join us. By the time we left Adam and Hans had decided to adopt new personas. They were both extremely wealthy young businessmen and Adam was an investor in Hans’ luxury yacht. They adopted new names as well, but they were really generic so I’ve forgotten them. At Kermadec Adam decided to really embrace his alter ego and splashed out on a very tasty and expensive champagne. I was very impressed but I forget what the label was. It was alot of fun because I got to hang out with Amelia v.2. properly, her brother owns Broken Puppet Boutique and her Dad is responsible for St Jerome’s wine (named after her little brother). She is an extremely lovely and amusing young lady. Marinko promised his services as a bodyguard and soon after that we left. 

The next day however was interesting. I’ve had hangovers before. I know what that feels like, but being completely paralysed and senseless for a day was not something I have ever experienced. Like, actual complete inability to move or feel. It was quite scary, and I can’t help but wonder if perhaps something got slipped into my drink, but who knows. 

Thankgod for Adam and Hans. 

I don’t know whether Adam and my own collective level of obscene drunkness last night is something to be proud of, or concerned. 

Thankyou Gareth for providing us a lovely watering hole. (Even if you did yell at me for reasons I cannot remember.)

I had a fantastic night last night. 

I dyed my hair, and now it is almost the right shade of dark blonde. I just need to use toner and it will be perfect. 
Before my hair had even had time to dry I went to drama where we were highly highly productive. It was amazing how much we could get done when we knew what had to be achieved, and dare I say it but there may be hope for my show…

In any case following drama Jack, Tom, Leah, Shaan and I went to Mc Donald’s. I think this may become a tradition as last week we went to Burger King. Mc Donald’s has these new popcorn chickenesque chicken bites which we sampled and appreciated and everyone got frozen ogres. It was wonderful, except for Tom not finishing his, but he may be forgiven….

Whilst at Mc Donald’s I received a phone call from Adam and Hans inquiring where I was. Soon I was home, getting some things together and waiting for the bus into town.

Hans and Adam met me on Queen St and we all went up to Hans’ apartment. Curtis, Lauren and Mudford were already there lying in wait.

It was a very lovely evening with John Mayer and other memorable songs. Adam and I entertained Mudford with our antics and Curtis crashed out.

I enjoyed it.

 Adam reminded me of this night:

That night was amazing. 

When I was trying to find a picture of myself with orange hair I came across the album ‘2007 Adam and Maddy.’ That album is hilarious but terribly embarrassing. In any case, when we first became friends we’d spend a ridiculous amount of time talking on msn. One night we decided to acquaint ourselves with wikipedia. 

He got a bit worried when he received this though.

I’m quite glad that people mature (if barely) over time. Nevertheless, it’s amusing to look back and remember nights like this one.

Last night was weird I wasn’t even going to go out. But then Amelia asked me what I was doing and since she’s going to Croatia for five weeks next Saturday I thought we should do something. 

Our idea was to go into town for a ‘quiet drink’ but I should have known that pairing us together and it being nighttime, that it really wouldn’t happen. 

We went to Cassette and ran into a few girls I went to school with. It was a huge surprise but lovely because I hadn’t seen Rachael in a while and she is amazing. It was a night for strange coincidences though as when I was running downstairs to get some gum I ran into Adam and a friend of his from uni. He had no credit and we hadn’t meant to bump into eachother so it was a nice surprise. What was even more strange however was getting back to Cassette and finding him sitting with the girls I went to school with. He’d met Rachael before through me (not that he could remember), and he goes to uni with another one of them but it was still really bizarre. It’s weird how uni is making auckland smaller and smaller and now everyone knows eachother even more than before. 

After Adam left Amelia and I stayed and danced. There were alot of business men and a guy who looked like Seth Green kept asking me to hook up with Amelia for him. It was quite strange. There was also a guy who looked like he belonged on Jersey shore (and that isn’t a good thing) who kept staring us grabbing out and whatever he could. That was less than appreciated. I did meet a guy with a fish eye lomography camera though, he let me take a photo with it and it made me really jealous. I want one badly. 

I only managed to get one photo of the night on my own camera which is slightly annoying, and amusing considering of what it is.

I’ve had quite a good couple of days, on wednesday I had a drink with Ryan, Hayley, Anya, Sophie and Kelly, then lunch with Sam, then I went to see Adam. I pretty much spent the greater part of the day fairly intoxicated which was terribly enjoyable. 

On Thursday I met some of Adam and Bain’s uni buddies with Ryan, then Amelia and I studied and went to lunch. We went to this great pizza place called Mi Amore or something like that, I drank wine which made me sleepy and then went to my lecture. I paid no attention whatsoever. After my lecture I met Ivana and Amelia at Mezze. I love those two, we can talk about anything and I always laugh so much in their company. They make me truly happy. Then Ivana came back to my house and we had dinner with my parents. We discussed drinking games and Dad told us about what he used to get up to at Victoria. Ivana and I then got ready and went to the bus stop to go up to Kingsland. We bought a 10 dollar bottle of wine which we intended to drink but had difficulty in finding the right time and place. I started dancing on the side of the road but this only encouraged stranger in the form of a tiny Indian man. He told us that we would be perfectly safe, but I don’t want to be found in a carboot so we declined his kind offer. 

At Kingsland we met up with Adam and listened to Jetset Cavaliers. I used to do drama with the vocalists girlfriend and Ivana dances kolo with one of the guitarists. They sound really good, I just wish that they had played for longer. Then we went into town, Adam was so drunk it was hilarious. We drank our wine covertly in Freyberg Square (purely because Laura and I had tested it out as a covert spot years ago) and then went to Cassette. Adam and I had a really in depth conversation but this man thought we were going to attack each other so he gave us shots. Again I couldn’t help but think stranger danger.  We ended up actually spending a lot of time in Mc Donald’s and BK though. Every female looked disgusting, worse than normal. It was entertaining to watch Adam cringe and cover his eyes. 

Although I felt very dehydrated and sleepy this morning I really did have a good couple of days. 

Adam became obsessed with long shutter photos like I am, I can’t decide which I like better out of mine and his - mine is on the left, his on the right

[Photos taken from Adam’s deck.]

This evening after handing in my assignment and buying a kathmandu (which I love although it’s not difficult.) I went to see my boyfriend and one of my best friends before they both escaped into the night. 

Ivana was getting ready to go out with a friend and between the three of us we got talking about love and relationships. Although we were briefly distracted by the topic of teen pregnancy the discussion I had with Ivana consolidated or more reiterated a few ideas for me.

I’m cynical and so my personal belief is that everyone in life will do you over, and everyone will break your heart at some point. But it’s only if you let them.

That’s not to say that you shut everyone out but rather the opposite.  

I may have said this before but I see it as every experience makes a little cut, and it’s these cuts which build you as a person. The reality is, is that nothing is constant. At some point things will change and undoubtedly all of our relationships will change accordingly. So that then raises the question, why love at all if you know that you’re going to be hurt at the end? Well why not? If you go through life trying to avoid getting hurt you’ll never get anything. And how will you know when things are good if you never feel the bad? The bad things are just as important as the good because it makes the good amazing. 

I think that to avoid being heartbroken would be to avoid living. 

That being said though, or perhaps this is just me being cynical but there is a difference between being oblivious to the fact that you will be hurt and accepting it but going along for the ride anyway. 

I can’t decide which is worse between not doing something in case you get hurt or never realising you’ll get hurt until it’s too late. Maybe being aware of my ability to be hurt is just my way of preventing myself from feeling it…

In any case our conclusion for the conversation was that worrying about outcomes was contradictory to the whole purpose. I mean ask yourself why do you kiss someone? - Both of us answered because it’s fun, it feels good. Why not? 

On Saturday Ivana came over, we were going to paint a couple of walls in my room and then go opshopping, but then I slammed my thumb in a door really hard so we just went shopping. We tried to go opshopping but everything was really overpriced ($80 for second hand cut up jeans? I think not!) So we went into Ponsonby and went to the Lee outlet, Ivana bought these really nice jeans that make her legs look skinny and super hot and this tshirt, but when she was at the counter they said that for five dollars more she could get two, so she bought me one as well.

I like it because it’s really nice fitting - it’s a size 10 but it’s as big as a size 16 almost, but it doesn’t hang like a sack and it has a really cute pattern. I wore mine today. I was also going to buy a dress but the proportions were terribly wrong - the 10 fitted perfectly up the top but the hips were far too small, the 12 was a sack but still was tiny around the hips. So instead we went to Grab and bought these amazingly comfortable pants.

(We bought the same pair, and apparently we were the first customers the man had ever served to do so. He thought we were cool, it was the best experience I’ve ever had in Grab which was kinda nice.) I just don’t know whether I can wear them out of the house or not, because they’re harem pants. But yeah, Ivana and I buy the same clothes, we’re odd like that. Amelia does it too. After we finished in Grab we went into town and met up with Amelia in Mezze. I don’t think I’ve laughed like that in months which was really nice, Amelia has a new obsession which is extremely cute and funny. Then I left them and went out to Adam’s. At Adam’s we watched Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and Skins season 4. All of which are amazing. I’ve pretty much decided I’m going to dye my hair bright red, just not until my skins lightens up. I don’t want to look like an oompa loompa…. But in the mean time I’m going to put some highlights in my hair and get pink tips. I’m just bored with my hair you see! On Sunday I went out to my aunts in Clevedon for a family picnic, it was like something out of Alice in Wonderland. She has such a beautiful garden, but there’s no signal out there. This post was really pointless but it’s what I did this weekend. What did you do this weekend past???