Beat on the Street

Alas, the start of a new step in life and the end of another era. With graduation a loom and scoring my new job at hand, we decided to take it to the streets to celebrate. Rain, wind and a bit of sunshine, umbrellas jackets and hats : ). I am glad to finally have weekends, and most of all a carefree day. I think if i only had cigarettes goonjuice and some sweet tunes, i could stay happy forever.

these are the faces of meth. (note: we dont actually take meth)
goon juice representing.

while on our saturday afternoon walk, i decided i don't look up enough. Ah and wouldn't you have guessed, i found this bubble hole along burke street. provides for a loverly view of the tree and sky, apart from that i am not too sure what else the point to it really is. perhaps its for those times when you need questions answered.  you can look up and its like a mystical bubble. sort of like a magic 8 ball. In this mystical bubble it holds everything that you would ever need to know. You can always look up into the bubble and in it,  and questions are revealed.

We ended up down queen street way while on the way to the schwipe party. In a tiny street somewhere  we found this loverly house. 

we found this sign and decided to follow it.

Although we never found it, we did find these amazing things on the walls.

Robots are fucking awesome.

As we were  in the neighborhood, we decided to visit the haunted car-park. Unfortunately instead we were greeted with nothing but ruble and cranes. Next door however the abandoned building of the old forensic centre still stands. We took a detour through into the victorian university law school, we found some stairs which took us pretty much on to the roof of the forensic centre. 

Christmas sprit flooded  the streets. 

p.s i have decided i have really really bad grammer.
but i have also realized i dont give a fuck.
love mills xxoo