Sweat and a Kelly Clarkson Concert

So, so much fun.

So, last Sunday… Got up at about quarter to four (grrrr…) and drove up to Brisbane with Mum, her friend Jo and our neighbour Renee, where we did the International Women’s Day 5km Fun Run at South Bank. It was pretty fun, but the run itself did have a degree of suckiness because there were SO SO SO many people that you couldn’t run at your own pace, because you were constantly dodging people, or being forced to walk because the path got narrower or whatever and there were so many people. Having said that though, it was pretty fun.

Oh yeah, and the shirt we got at the end was so good. They were actually women’s shirts instead of the man one’s they usually give out at runs like that. Bright pink… yeah!

Then we wandered around South Bank for a while, eating breakfast and stuff. Then wandered over the river to the city and walked up and down the mall for a bit. It was really fun.

I had to meet all my friends at the Sebel Hotel, which proved interesting as there are two (Note: I did not stay in the five star one. Sob.), so we did get a little bit lost.

So then I got dropped off there and the others went home. It was fun, we spent a lot of time wandering vaguely around all the shops and stuff.

Going to the concert was interesting, we were late (cough, Michael) so after running to the station and missing our train, we caught a maxi taxi instead. Which was good, because we could play music in there and sing along.

The concert was really good, there was Mandy Moore and Sean Kingston beforehand - Mandy Moore was good, but with Sean Kingston the music was so loud that at times it was hard to distinguish as an actual song. But whatever. Kelly Clarkson was awesome, I went out and bought the CD the next day. Our seats were really good, about halfway back in the middle bit, where the ice rink was last time I was there (Disney on Ice). By about this point I was consuming huge amounts of clouds in order to stay awake.

Yeah… went back to the hotel, collapsed into bed. The next day we pretty much just wandered around the mall and caught the train back home in the afternoon.

Yay. And that was my weekend.