I just got off the phone speaking to Tina -- Kristina is my bestest forever friend in the history of the whole wide world. I was going to write a big post on how much this woman means to me. Instead, I'm going to put pictures -- old readers will have seen most of these, but I want to put them up anyways. I haven't seen this birdy since my wedding in July, 2004, and even though we don't talk much anymore, every conversation picks up as if we spoke yesterday.

I don't think she has any idea how much I needed her in the last few years of my time up there, and as far as I know, she only found out about the physical abuse I suffered at home years after I'd left Brisbane. All the 'important' stuff is unsaid with Tina -- for the most part, we talk so much shit and spend the rest laughing our arses off -- I would trust her with my life, and I would trust her with C's life.

She's the most un-Asian Asian I know, other than myself, which was always superawesome... all the boys loved her, and I was like the generic crap version of her, but it's not her fault. Anyways, things are different now that we've grown up to be women... she gets mistaken for Asian hookers, whereas I look more like Asian ladyboys. To be honest, I don't know what's worse out of those two... Tina, it must really suck to be you!!

Asia = worst continent, EVER, unless you're a Harley Kid or a CyberTina. Here's to Big Fat Clicks, I love you.



Leanne and Tina holding limpBourbonbird.


Jess, Damo (Tina's boyfriend), Tina, Brydie.


Lee, me, Tina, Jess, Sarah.
Shortly after Sarah dropped me on my head.


Tina taking a rest after dinner.


Tina and BourbonBird.


If I was Oprah, she'd be my Gayle. Best friend, EVER.

(All these photos were taken during highschool, I think the latest one on here was taken in 1999 - she lives up in Brisbane, I don't.)