Kings Cross again. Now the reason I'm back here is because I'm meeting Liam on Sunday and it's the Irish lads leaving bash. They have got a flat over in Manly so there off. So i get there on the Friday and I'm feeling rough as fuck, being sick and all sorts of shit. I get my in my room, which happens to be the same one as before and all the same people are in it. I thought I'd have a little nap before the weekend starts. 2 hours later the Alan and Hogy get in from work and were like come on let's get on it. Up out of bed I get, showered and ready. Down the bottleo we go and get a few slabs of beer, then it's back to the hostel for the night. Saturday is spent watching tv and nursing a hangover ready for Saturday night. We went to world bar as MGMT were playing there, the place was so fucking busy though and it was just shit in there so we left and went to an Irish bar. Met some girls had a laugh and went back to the hostel. Got back and the footie and rugby were on so we stayed up till like 6am. I say we it was me, Alan and Lee another english lad that is staying at the hostel with his girlfriend Keira. I had to be up at 7am so I went for a quick nap. When I got up Alan was just heading to bed. The bloody toss pot had to be out the hostel for 10am to move to Manly. I on the other hand had to meet Liam in Coogee at 8am so off I went in a taxi. Stood around waiting for him and it was so bloody hot. 8am in the morning and it was super hot out. Found Liam and we got in his car with his mates and headed off to Newcastle...