dinner tonight was a gustatory sensation. made even better by the fact that i was accompanied by alex.
i recommend you all to go to the stokehouse on st.kilda beach. prices are slightly exorbitant, but the food is great.
although i might sound a bit arrogant in saying this, i am still going to say it. teenage relationships are generally established for all the wrong reasons, or without proper foundation. me and alex were sitting next to, although across a thoroughfare for waiters, another teenage couple. the girl, who was quite beautiful, was with another guy, who was as aesthetically amazing, was dressed in a manner which evoked a "genuinely good guy" aura. they came after us, and left before us. they certainly didn't enjoy their night out. or at least the guy didnt.
the guy initially started all conversation pieces. they talked for a little while, but when the guy had used up all his points, they sat there, comatose. the guy was showing signs of regret that he had gone out on this date. the girl tried to start up conversation, but talked about all the wrong things.friends.holidays.homework. it was certainly level one conversation, and even at that they werent getting off the ground.
not much went on, but both me and alex commented to ourselves about how stuck up and materialistic the girl was. she clearly in it for the trophy.
some girls are so fake these days. "as fake as the LV murasakis they carry".
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