It kind of really annoys me when I don't remember peoples names

And they remember mine, and when they are talking to me, they use my name. When I cannot remember their name.

It happened to me last night/this morning.

It was a good night. And morning. I just don't really remember any names of all the people who I met.

Photos from Canberra

I enjoy photos of legs.

I went to a Fashion Show, pretty much.

I was not impressed by Canberra nightlife.

I don't like MRI's

It's the noise. I like the glowy green lights inside, but the noise freaks me out. Not that I have ever heard it, but I make out that the noise of an MRI machine is that of an alien mating call.

But I will get to see pictures of my brains and such tomorrow. Kinda looking forward to that, I guess.

I found out I have to move out today. I'm looking forward to a new place to live in, a new room to decorate. Possibly a new desk (since my mother has overtaken mine). But I will miss my housemates. And the black and white checkered floor. And the yellow bathroom.

I Hate Canberra

I don't wish to spend more then 24hrs in Canberra ever again. I will go back for my surgery. Then I am never going to Canberra again. Not if I can help it. It's extremely boring. Everything is so far away from everything else. I rate the IGA in the city with the hundreds upon hundreds of packets of pop-tarts and cases of Dr. Pepper and Cherry Coke. I also rate Koko Black so decadent iced chocolates. They were pretty much my highlights of Canberra.

Oh, and the Black and Pink Jester Ball at Albert Hall. Wow. Some of the costumes people were wearing were amazing. And the fashion show was awesome. I got some good photos. I will put them up soon.

I'm getting an MRI tomorrow. I'm freaking it a little. Claustrophobia, not cool.

I'm In Canberra

No offence, but it's pretty boring.
I'm contemplating the purchase of a hamburger phone. Not that I will be using for it's phone purposes. I like the look of it. I would like to say I own a hamburger phone. I could use if for other purposes. that of which I do not know yet. But I will be able to say 'hey, I own a hamburger phone.' Not many people can say that. Not that I know of, anyway.

I went and saw the neurosurgeon yesterday. I'm getting surgery. I dont know when yet, as it has to be approved by NRMA, and im not too keen on paying for the surgery out of my own pocket. The surgery might not even work anyway. I could be stuck with this pain for the rest of my life. A compressed nerve for the rest of my life. Not fucking cool. I might get more compensation money that way.
I went shopping after seeing the neurosurgeon. Got a pair of gladiator sandals (with silver buckles!!!), and a pair of over the knee purple stockings socks. Yep. Im happy with my purchases. And I'm going out tonight. Free alcohol. I can't say no to that.

I had to go to hospital

I couldn't really breathe properly. Intense chest pain. Was getting a little concerned, so I took an ambulance to the hospital around 12am. I really don't like the smell of oxygen masks.

Got a few heart tests done. Blood tests. Chest/lung x-ray. Now I'm covered in heart monitor patches. They are even on my ankles. But at least I know there is nothing wrong with my heart right now. 

I slept well last night.

I went to a party

I wore awesome thigh high socks.

Copious amounts of alcohol was consumed.

Numerous drugs were ingested and inhaled.

My vision was blurry for the majority of the night.

I kept myself hydrated with a few cups of water.

I went on facebook and updated my status:

Sophie is ata party. and has experinance newthingsshe neverthought she would experince.

And there was a really cute cat.

I enjoy going to house parties.