"I swear I had 500"

Late night picnic at this scenic spot overlooking swan river and Perth at night. I've always thought Perth looks so much prettier at night and it was the perfect setting for a failed romance. But otherwise Anzac night was spent with some of the gang doing cartwheels on the wet grass, smelling like menthol cigarettes, drinking duty free vodka and eating leftovers from Lisa's older sisters kitchen tea.

Now that I think about it, the night was kind of the perfect comical romance setting- there was wine (goon but its still wine), candles (tea-lights would've been ideal but remember, this is a failed romance), perfect weather (provided you wore clothes which substantially covered most of your body and kept it warm), music to set the mood (blasting from an iPhone) and both sexes were present (Jack was the only male once again but he still represented the minority none the less).

Oh man- I definitely need better things to do rather than making stupid romance scenes in my head.

Ear juice: Stars- XX