I don't like drunks

Here in Australia, its pretty customary for all those of school-leaving age to hire accommodation out of town, or sometimes out of the country, for a week of fun away from the constraints of rules and most importantly, parents.

You'll never guess where I am right now xD

I'm sitting in Matt's bedroom, on his laptop, in a rented house in Seabird, Western Australia. The wind hasn't stopped since we got here on Saturday and neither has the drinking (for the other 10 of them anyway) The walls of this house are paper-thin and everything can be heard. Right now, someones iPod is blasting crappy metal-dance music mix while most of the guys are running around in dresses. I am the only person in this house who has not even been tipsy this week. I haven't had many good experiences being around others and alcohol, so I feel a little uneasy when they start doing shots and drawing abs on each other. In fact, I'd never had an alcoholic drink before this week, and I'm taking my alcohol slowly and responsibly. I don't see the point in getting piss-drunk on purpose, as the rest of them are doing. And I've sat back and watched every single one of them get drunk and make the biggest fools of themselves, which is not a very good advertisement for getting drunk. I have lost most of my respect for the people I call my friends thanks to their drunken antics, but they're still my friends and I still love them. At least I'm leaving with my dignity.

I don't really want to give a full rundown now, I think I'll wait til I get home for that. Besides, someone has to video they're most embarrassing moments xD and the saddest thing is that they actually want me to.

P.S I don't remember ever being this cold in summer. I hate the wind!!