After getting accidentally hammered, I proceeded to have a panic attack when a friend jumped out at me from behind a door, I was looking for a kebab before we'd even left the house, I made my friends (who have already booked to live with me in Sydney) promise they'll actually come and then, just to top it all off, decided to have a nap on the concrete outside my friend's house. And once awakened, I wouldn't listen to any of my friends and instead wailed for our resident hostel mummy, Jo, who finally reasoned with me to lay on the sofa after I refused to go to bed. Just another night on top for for me, there..
I blame stressful farm life pushing me to drink.
But back to my main point, Halloween. Despite it being a pretty big holiday for Americans and Europeans, Australians don't really make a massive deal about it but that wasn't going to stop us. All the hostel residents made such an amazing effort with their outfits, we had an array of felines, pirates, zombies and skeletons amongst many other ghoulish efforts. We even had not one, but two, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!
Thankfully, I managed to gain control of my alcoholic tendencies and remain on two feet until it was finally bedtime in the early hours. And I got the kebab I'd been so desperate for the night before, totally worth it.
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