Get the fuck up, get, get the fuck up

Spent the weekend in Deniliquin at Wake boarding camp with Monash an Swinburn people. We left Friday at 6pm and had the wildest bus ride up there ever, unfortunately I slept through it with the worst migraine and nausea ever, but there was a whole lot of drinking, loud music, strobe lights, push ups, and nudity during the ride. We got there around 1:30am and had to set up out tents in total darkness. After a freezing cold sleepless night, we got up to the sound of that "get the fuck up" rap song blaring through our campsite. Brekkie was eggs in toast on the barbie, then began the wake boarding, sunbathing, and excessive drinking. The first day I tried wake boarding on this pole sticking out of the side of the boat, and it was impossible, every time I stood up I ate shit and face planted right back down. It was pretty discouraging, half-drowning all day while watching other people literally do backflips and crazy jumps during their go's. But it was still fun to be dragged behind the boat, and then I spent a while in the boat just watching others wake boarding and cruising down the river. It was such a fun day.
Later that evening we began drinking the super potent punch and beer that the club supplied, and then we dressed in our neon best (with yellow paint penises), and hit up the town of Deni for drinks at a bar and awesome chicken parm dinner. The night involved 5 meese and an awkward moose, a giant bonfire and more drinks, a stolen lawn gnome, a spanking stick and a bumpy cab ride.
Next morning we awoke to the rude song again and I was pretty discouraged about wake boarding again since I was so crap the day before, but T took me out and let me have a go on the bar and told me to straighten my front leg, after that I got up every single time and actually rode behind the boat for a decent time until I decided to let go and save my poor knee. It was so much fun and such a sense of accomplishment, like a BOSS! Anyways, the ride home was also wonderful, with Maccas and awful awful music. Such an awesome weekend.

Wading in the Velvet Sea

So last night at Deakin Hall some of the girls put on a cheap and healthy cooking class. We made a couple different dishes, the best being pita bread wraps with pesto, feta, spinach and butternut squash.
Then I did groceries and while I couldn't get all of the things to make certain recipes (it'd go bad because I'm leaving for wakeboarding camp in a few days) I got some butternut squash and added it and some fresh basil from our uni garden to my usual morning brekkie of toast and a slice of cheese and an egg sunnyside up and a slice of turkey. So delish!
Then for dinner I made a bean salad with pretty much everything in my fridge:
Kidney beans, lima beans, black beans, chick peas
Cucumber
Cherry tomato
Green pepper
Butternut squash
Feta Cheese
Black Olives
Basil
Olive oil and Balsamic vinegar
Half a spoonfull of salt
SO yummy!!!

Candyman

So in a couple of weeks I'm going up to Sydney again for Family Day, to see what M does at work on the boat :) I'm so excited because it's been stupid long since I've seen him, and talking on the phone every night just makes me miss him more. But he got some bad news that he had to work the night before and the night after Family Day. I wasn't upset, it just sucks that I would have to spend the night alone in the apartment. But he said he'd make it up to me, and when I asked how he said that we're going to drive down to Melbourne (yay, I asked for a road trip :) ) and he'd stay with me the whole week, and we're also going to drive the Great Ocean Road and go camping. Best. Ever.

Infant Sorrow

This past week we had St. Patrick's Day. It was actually kind of a bust. We left for the bar sooo early, arrived there by 7, had a pizza, drank a couple beers and danced a bit. After two hours I was ready to kill myself with boredom, and the club was also stupidly packed, I was getting pretty sick of being stepped on, spilled on, and bumped into. So I went home with E and M and then talked to boy on the phone, watched a movie and went to bed.
Went out this weekend to the Lucky Coq in Melbourne, on Chapel Street. It was an amazing club, seedy as, and was really great. Red lighting, decapitated mannequin heads, couches, 2 bars, an amazing terrace that was opened right onto the dance floor, with fairy lights and lanterns and ferns and everything. It was very cool and we stayed until the bar closed. Then onto Maccas .. best McChicken I've ever had in my life. And finally made it home by 5am.
Before the Lucky Coq, F, K and I went to F's mom's house in Moe. It was so fun, it took an hour and a half to drive there, which was a lovely road trip, then F's mom set us a whole little tea party, we had wine, and then sat on the front porch and chatted all afternoon. It was perfect and gave me a pseudo mommy-fix, since I've been missing mine and could really use a Mummy right now when I've got these big life changes ahead.
Anyways, all in all it was a lovely weekend. And next weekend is wakeboarding camp. <3

Sir Psycho Sexy

Awesome weekend in Sydney. More pictures involving my man, my drunk eyes, a tranny and my most favourite place in Sydney, Watson's Bay at night :) Fuck I love that city. Can't wait to ... live there? Some day? :)

Screwed

Oh I'm so screwed. And in the big L.

The Weight

Just arrived home from Sydney. Had an awesome weekend with the crew.
We got into the city a bit late, closer to 8pm than 7 like we were supposed too, and M had to go to work for a doctor's appointment to see if he is healthy enough to sail out. Anyways, he texts me and says he is really sorry, has to sail out and is getting the ship ready to sail so he doesn't have time to come home and see me before he leaves. And I'm waiting outside his apartment and his boss C calls and tells me he is coming by to give me the keys to get into the apartment since M has to leave.
So I'm waiting outside the apartment, bored and kind of upset .. went and got a coffee, walked around a bit.
So I'm texting M all sad asking him to call me before they sail and he is giving me weird answers about how he is really busy and can't call and is really sorry. So I'm sitting there pouting, and I turn around and he's fucking standing there all in his camo uniform with his giant army bag and I just screamed and jumped on him. Suprise :) It was perfect.
Then W and E and I walked downtown Sydney and walked up to Hyde Park to see St.Mary's Cathedral, then to the harbour to see the opera house and the bridge, then we went to The Rocks to watch the boats come in. Then that night M took us to Watsons Bay, an old navy base to watch the sun set. it was soooooo gorgeous, he took me there before but we didn't spend very long. This time we walked the whole way around, probably spent about 2 hours there. It was so beautiful, and there was a nudie beach where some old naked man was having a wank with his finger up his bum .. I got a photo :)
The next day we went to Bondi beach and watched a surfing competition, then E and W wanted to do the 2 hour walk to Coogee, so M and I drove there and it was super crowded so we drove to another beach called Maroumbra, which was sooo gorgeous and very secluded and there were only a few people there and a bunch of people surfing. After we came home from that we made some sangria and waited for W and E to come home so we could get ready to pre-drink and go out.
Finally we went to M's friend C's house and had drinks and party pies and then spent the night out in King's Cross, clubbing and drinking far too much. There was even a tranny and a bench involved in our evening, but she was a bit grumpy. Then the entire next day was spent hungover as fuck in bed.
That evening W and I took the train home, and it was delayed an hour and a half, then we had to slow down for construction, then after we got off the train in Melb, our bus was stopped and we had to get off at some random stop and take another one, it was just such an ordeal and we both were tired and gross and still semi-hungover and just wanted a shower. But it was hella fun :)

Like a Rolling Stone

Off to Sydney with E and W. Hope to see my man if he doesn't sail out :)
Ughh Bondi Beach! How I have longed for youuuu. But seriously though, we have a lovely itinerary involving Bondi, Manly, touristy sightseeing in the city, and going to lovely bars at night. I want to take the girls to that 360 revolvy thing that K and her friends took L and I to during Sydney round 1. It was fabulous, $20 cocktails but well worth it.
Anyways better cut this one short, W and I have to run for the bus since we catch the train tonight, pop some sleepies then by tomorrow morning we'll be at the train station in Sydney! Fingers crossed for good weather

Dumb it Down

Spent the weekend in the city with M. Awesome time.
Got Monday drunk last night, lost the keys to my room, have to pay $100 for a new one.
Still morning drunk.
The shit has hit the proverbial fan inside my head. Decisions decisions.

Rainy Day Mushroom Pillow

I'm sick. Yuk. And sick of Melbourne. Yuk. Fiji can't come quick enough. Staying in one place is ruining my buzz. I miss days like this ...

Youth of the Nation

So during o-week (no not that kind of o, it wasn't that good ... o-rientation) I joined the Waterski and Wakeboarding club. For $15 they carpooled a whole bunch of us an hour and a half away, to this pond, and taught us one by one how to waterski or wakeboard. I obviously opted for wakeboarding, because it looks so much more badass, and I figure any experience standing on water can't hurt my surfing ... skills?
It was such a riot, and the guy driving the boat and his buddy coaching the boarders were so patient and also hilarious, and let us blast music on the boat. I'm not saying I was any good, but by god I actually got up a couple times, which was more than I was expecting, so I was extra proud of myself. Now W was another story, she just popped up and started carving away, had no trouble getting out of the wake, and looked like such a natural! I was so jealous of her! At least I wasn't the only one to eat a facefull of water though, I think almost everyone did during their falls.
Other than that, yesterday was the first day of classes, mine are pretty interesting so far. Today I just have 2 hours worth of tutorials, so I'll be done by 1pm which s great because I. will. do. laundry. For real today ... Otherwise my laundry bag will be so heavy I won't be able to carry it!
Ugh, in other news I have the worst sore/dry throat. It sucks, especially since the rad in my room makes a lot of dry heat, but I can't turn it down because I'll freeze, and I can't throw a wet towel over it, because I only have one towel and I need it for showers!
Also went shopping with F, K and Guru B. F is fabulous, cynical, sweet and sassy, she is also my RSA, I just adore her, she makes me laugh so hard and is now my sugarmama because she gave me a bunch of old clothes, a doona and just generally pours tea down my throat all day, which I won't complain about. K is also a total sweetheart, who unknowingly brings giant Huntsman spiders back from trips and then laughs when I freak out in the car because one of them has shown itself and is crawling on me.
And Guru B is another story all together. He is this crazy old ex-hippie-druggie-celebrity-theatre-beacon of light and knowledge-general book of wisdom-world traveller. Anyways all these amazing people live in my Hall in residence, and we spend hours outside in the courtyard just talking, laughing and having a great time shooting the proverbial shit. I'd say we are an unlikely group, but the best ones always are aren't they.

Pet Sounds

I forgot to mention in my last post that a few days ago, (being in res means I have no sense of time at all), I did a scavvy hunt in the city with some o-week homies! It was really fun, we got to see a whole bunch of interesting spots downtown. I wish I'd kept the list of things we had to get, but some of the highlights were making a human pyramid on a moving train, seeing the Shrine of Memorial, watching C and S get at it in a burger-eating competition, and seeing some team members dive into a public fountain in front of the art gallery. It was a cool way to see the city, and I'm hoping to go downtown some time next week, since I only have 3 days of school a week, and one of those days ends at 1pm.
Also I've applied for several jobs, cleaning, tutoring, and advertising, only two have contacted me back and they don't look very hopeful, although they would both be cool jobs, and the one that I have an interview with is to be a cleaning lady for the building down the road. Ugh gross. But you do what you do and I need moneys for Thailand, and I'm telling myself that it builds character.
In other news, this weekend will be so fun! M is coming down from Sydney to visit, and we have a whole weekend of fun shit planned, including dinner and a play, and the red bull air plane races, or whatever that competition thingy is. Either way it will be so nice to see a friendly face and spend some time away from res. Then the weekend after next W, E and I are going up to Sydney. Bondi, mama's comin back!!!!

Wouldn't It Be Nice

Today I went to the Healesville Sanctuary. It's very cool and only has native Australian animals, and it's partly an animal hospital which is very nice. It was supposed to be $65 but my girl W found an awesome deal for $25, so we bought those tickets. It was nice to spend the day actually doing something, I was going stir crazy in res every day. My favourite part about the sanctuary was definitely the koala's, they are so cute and cuddly looking, although apparently vicious when up close and personal. It was so funny to watch them all dopey from eating the eucalyptus, wake up, scratch themselves, then curl right up into a lazy ball.
Tomorrow I'm going to try wakeboarding for the first time, since I joined the wake boarding and waterskiing club on campus. It should be fun and was only $15 for the first time! I'm pretty happy that I'll finally be in water tomorrow, god I missed it so much! Even though I'm sure it won't be anything like the beaches in Sydney or Byron, it will be better than being dry thats for sure.
I'm also very sad that my tan has faded, it's because there's been no bloody sunshine here. Well when there has been I've been bundled up in my brand new Monash U sweater because it's so c-c-c-cold up in Melbs.
Last night was also pretty fun, W, A and I went to Luna Park in St. Kilda, and went on the rides and roller coasters, which was a total blast and way better than going to the local bar, The Nott (which is also fun but slightly lame with over priced drinks and too many jaffies). Jaffies by the by, stands for Just Another Fucking Freshman .. haha! High-larious.
Enjoy pictures of my life, since I have no pictures of my outfits lately.

Calamity Song

Dirty Mac. I miss my biddies hard <3

Help, I'm Alive

Oops I went shopping today at the DFO Moorabbin. Lipstik camel wedges, suede ($62). I just had too, I couldn't not. And I also got a cute dress, the corner of which you can see in the photo ($20 Dottie).
I need to find a job here, asap.

Salmonella Dub

So I have officially moved into residence, been here for almost a week. I took the train from M's place in Sydney, to Melbourne. My parents friends S&M picked me up at the train station and took me to breakfast, then to my dorm room and helped me settle in, they were so kind, I couldn't have done it without them. It was kind of tricky trying to find the Halls of Residence, the campus has a pretty weird layout. So I got in, semi-unpacked my stuff and got really nervous because I didn't know anyone and I didn't know where anything was and I was sooo hungry and didn't know where the caf or grocery store was. So all day I was pretty lonely, and essentially begged my parents to call me, but they couldn't because they were in Mexico, so I got extra lonely and felt like crap. But I found a grocery store that night and got some food and unpacked a little bit more, and also began to meet some other exchange students who had moved in already.
The next day, Valentine's Day, M came over and it was great because we hadn't seen each other for a year. We went out for lunch to this chicken place, and got salads and a giant box of chips, then we did groceries, which was lovely because M had her brothers car so I got a bunch of cans and heavy shit and didn't have to walk home with it all.
I spent the next few days going to orientation meetings, getting my student ID, health card and doctor stuff all sorted out (oh yah, I have tonsilitis AGAIN).
I also went with the exchange students to the Queen Victoria Markets .. well I got to the busses with everyone, but forgot something do I dragged W off and we had to find our way there all by ourselves, which was actually kind of fun because we were all on our own and kind of forced to learn how to use the transport system to get somewhere. The market was very cool, sort of like a Byward market on steroids and under a roof, and I got Greek food and ate lamb for the first time (not a huge fan I must admit). The stalls were pretty cool, and W and I bought these cool cotton singlets with prints on the front, mine is of a girl smoking a cigarette, and hers is a drawing of a giant owl.
Last night we all went out to the Not, a hotel pub, and it was pretty good fun, but M and I drank far too much of the $3 wine we found at the bottle shop, and ended up stumbling our drunk asses home waaay too late, playing with snails in the garden, eating 2 bags of chips, making a gigantic mess, and spending all day today hungover and sick as hell. I could not get out of bed until 3pm this afternoon, it was pathetic, I'd wake up, stay for half an hour, then need to go back to bed. I got nothing accomplished.
Tonight everyone is going to the Red Scooter, and I swear I bought my ticket for $25 a few days ago, but they didn't actually hand me the ticket itself. So I'm screwed, and staying in. Ugh. Oh well, probably better for my liver this way, well actually, probably not, since last time I stayed in to "take it easy" I ended up playing drinking games with the Aussies and losing the King's Cup 3 times in a row (a full cup with pours of everyone at the table's drink, think whiskey, beer, cider, wine, goon, vodka and rum). It is just vile and somehow I lost 3 times and had to drink it. Which is extra funny because I'm also on penicillin. Yumm.
So tonight will probably be like that but I refuse to drink such a stupid amount, especially since M and I are going to a factory outlet store tomorrow and blowing some serious cash (okay visa) because I am in desperate need of some outfits.
In other news, Sailor M (different than Girl M) is coming to visit me in a couple weekends. He's been at sea for a while but he gets a weekend off and is going to come visit, will be so nice to have a friendly face. And then after that I'm going to bring my new friend W up to Sydney with me (god I almost said bring W home with me), that's how fondly I think of Sydney now, especially after being in Melbourne. It's funny because there is this huge rivalry between Sydney and Melbourne, and as much as I do love Melbourne simply because I love this uni, my res and all my new friends, I can't help but think of Sydney as the first and last place I want to be while in Aus. I miss the incredibly stylish and fashionable people walking the streets at all hours of the day, the constant sunshine, the overpriced everything, the beautiful little houses covered with wrought iron that looks like lace while driving out of the city, and most of all I miss Bondi Beach. Sweet zombie Jesus that beach was just awesome. Anyways, needless to say I think Sydney is more my scene, and Melbourne just seems like a big, rainy Toronto with crappy beaches.
It also doesn't help that I haven't had a chance to get to know the city, because it takes over an hour, and multiple busses, trains and trams to actually get from uni into the city, so I can't really just head off and explore whenever I like. But I really do love this campus, as confusing as it is, mostly because residence life is really fun, and the people I have met so far have been really cool and interesting. I can't wait for Sunday, when everyone starts moving into residence and we start meeting everyone! Should be cool.

Free Falling

So after hours and hours on a greyhound, then being kicked off the greyhound, and having to get on a different one, I finally arrived in Cairns. I checked in at the Nomads Esplanade, which was without a doubt the worst hostel I have ever stayed at, with a total jerk at reception who ended up screwing me over just a couple times on this trip. The next day I went swimming in the Lagoon which was nice but I was seriously missing the beach, and then went back to the hostel where we were told we were being evacuated to the Nomads Serpent a little further inland. So we had to pack a small bag (I had a purse) and leave everything else in our rooms under the beds in preparation for the windows the break during the cyclone. So we reluctantly left our things, went to Serpents, and in the middle of the night were woken up and evacuated again, to the Stockland mall, where we stayed for almost 2 days. The cyclone changed course at the very last minute thank god, so we weren't hit as hard as we were supposed to be. Which is good because realistically, our evac centre was insufficient for the huge amount of people who were crammed in like sardines. But we all lived (well one person in Cairns died) and a baby was born during Cyclone Yasi. I was pretty calm and bored and mostly just slept and ate the whole time, but only really panicked when I was talking to my parents because I got kind of homesick for Canada, where being snowed in is the only time you'd have to eat cans of beans and be trapped in a space for over 24 hours.
So we escaped Airlie in order to be hit again by a bigger cyclone, the biggest one Australia has ever seen in fact, in Cairns. Lovely.
Then we ended up finally getting our backpacks back after dealing with the asshole receptionist, and moving to stay at Nomads serpents which was a great hostel, with great people. While there we did a pub crawl which was insane, and drank a whole lot, but didn't do much during the days.
As for our cruise and working thing, it didn't happen, the ships were still staying in so we were transferred to a different cruise, same price, for 2 days and no option to work and live on board, which was shitty but the cruise was great. Snorkelling in the Great Barrier Reef was incredible, staying up all night with the crew, being scared shitless by buddies outside our window, waking up 3 hours later at 5am to do the morning snorkel, breaking into an office to steal a duckie which then committed suicide on the sundeck .. all amazing fun. The food on board was nice too, and the best part of the trip was when I saw a giant sea turtle, and decided to swim on top of it, and I followed it for about 15 minutes, holding onto it's shell and scratching it, which they love. This thing was so big, a couple feet long at least, and soooo peaceful, I was in such a trance, felt like I was all alone in the middle of the ocean, swimming with a giant turtle towards a new life. Fuck it was such a trip. I'm almost glad that my camera died and I couldn't take a picture, because it allowed me to concentrate entirely on this gentle giant and focus so intensely on the moment, that it's been vivdly burned into my mind forever I know.
God it was cool. I also swam like a foot away from a big reef shark, and then saw a huuuuge shark again later. And some Nemo fish! And ginormous clams!! And I kissed a pineapple sea cucumber, but only because J dove all the way down to bring it up for me to see. Lovely times.
After that we stayed in Cairns another couple of nights then booked a flight back to Sydney.

Beach Time

So after leaving Byron Bay, which was beaches beaches beaches, I moved onto Hervey Bay where I stayed for one night before I went to Fraser Island for 3 days of camping, and 4wd-ing along sand dunes in the biggest sand island in the world. Fraser was quite possibly my favourite place in Australia, simply gorgeous and camping is always so much fun. We saw amazing lakes all day, had fun breaking our trucks and waiting for dingoes to come attack us, and played some awesome drinking games with our goon every night. One night we took a walk down to the beach, and in the pitch black, without torches or cell phone lights shining, the sand sparkled when we rubbed our heels against it due to the phosphorous, it's such an amazing sight to see. The crew in our truck/tent was also amazing, we all had such a good time together, and even breaking down was fun.
After leaving Fraser Island, I travelled up to Noosa, stayed for a few days in our biggest dorm yet, a 16-share, which was very fun because the people we stayed with became family, and we spent our days at the beach, and our nights drinking in our dorm and taking walks (more like hikes) to the beach to smoke, eat ice cream, play in the waves and just enjoy owning the whole sky at night. The stars in Noosa were insane, the sky felt so huge and we felt infinite, standing in the water, in the pitch black, staring at the stars surrounding us. God it was beautiful.
After Noosa I travelled up to Airlie Beach (all this travelling North is done by bus by the way, now, a 14 hour train or bus ride, in a small upright seat with noisy neighbours doesn't even phase me .. it's the 16 hour ones that kill). In Airlie Beach there wasn't much to do, from there, and every city further North on the East Coast had beaches that we couldn't swim at due to jellyfish or something. Anyways Airlie Beach consisted of waiting to hear if I could go on my Whistunday's sailing trip, which after 3 days was finally cancelled, so then I decided to leave and go right up to Cairns and try and do my cruise/work-a-board trip. The night we were tying to leave was the night a cyclone hit, and we were told by the police that no busses were running (which was a lie), so we had to go back to a hostel, where we lost all power and it was disgustingly hot and humid and cramped and just gross and no fun. The next morning at 5am, after a breakfast beer, I made a run for the Greyhound and finally arrived in Cairns!

Dingoes, vodka cran and British boys

So today is my last day in Airlie Beach, 8pm tonight L and I greyhound ANOTHER 12 hours(a relatively short ride for us now) up north to Cairns. But I'll start at the beginning.
After leaving love and our amazing new friends (specifically M, P and J, our lovely roomies) in Byron Bay, L and I travelled up to Noosa where we spent two nights in a huge 16 share mixed dorm, Noosa itself was alright, we arrived in the morning, got dropped off the greyhound, strapped on our huge backpacks and hiked 15 minutes up the biggest hill known to man, to get to our hostel. While we were there we met our roommates, and just fell in love with our British boys (S included because she took it like a champ) A, A and C. They were just hilarious, now there isn't much to do in Noosa, especially after the hostel bar closes at half midnight, so we ended up walking to the beach in the middle of the night, smoking and drinking and having a ball, just acting like we owned the town. We splashed around in the water a bit and pretended we were being attacked by sharks, it was such a laugh.
After we left Noosa, L and I went to Hervey Bay to spend one night prepping for our Fraser Island camping trip. Hervey was lame and everything was crazy expensive and there was just nothing to do. So we met our Fraser Island team, figured out who'd be driving the huge 4wd trucks, and did some groceries.
The next morning we left for Fraser at 7am! So early for our lazy asses. Fraser was just incredible, I'll have to upload photos of it later but they don't do it any justice. We drove around like madmen on beaches and through huge sand dune trails (literally) almost killing ourselves a few times (and that's no joke, this shit was dangerous, I won't be suprised if these tours stop running quiiiite soon due to the amount of casualties caused by them). Day one we walked about 20 minutes through this crazy forest growing on a sand island (weird but amazing) and saw Lake Mackenzie. Now Lake Mackenzie has got to be hands down THE most incredible sight I have ever seen. Crystal clear water, warm, freshwater, bright blue, powder fine white sand. Amazing. If I die on this continent I want my ashes scattered along Lake Mackenzie. After that we did a 40 minute uphill hike through burning hot sand dunes (in bikinis and flip flops) to see Lake Wabby, another beautiful lake that was warm and wonderful, then the hike back (I don't know how) was ANOTHER 40 minutes ... UPHILL again!!! Worth it though.
The rest of Frazer Island was also gorgeous and scenic and amazing, such as the huge T.S. Maheno ship wreck that we got to see, and a few other lakes such as this one lake that was full of tea tree oil (made my hair so soft). The evenings were full of dingoes, walks along the beach to see the stars, excessive drinking with the locals and playing Never Have I Ever and Fucked By The Bus.
Our team of 7 (The Eh Team) became family to us, as have our many groups of roommates, and we miss them tons, our British boys on this trip, T and J became brothers to us and we were inseparable, then today the most amazing thing happened (in Airlie) T and J, and A, A and C all showed up in Airlie at our hostel. We were ecstatic, missed those hilarious bastards like crazy, especially in this boring town.
The point of being in Airlie beach was to do a sailing tour among the Whitsunday's, but there are huge cyclones so we had the trip cancelled and are leaving for Cairns tonight. So that's the story of Airlie Beach, lame as hell, but awesome in our last few hours due to our British boys amalgamating and showing up here. Oh god we love them, all we do is howl with laughter, they are just so hilarious and all so sweet.
Also, a word to everyone at home, I have been fb hacked :( So I can't go on, and sadly I am ashamed to say how much I miss it and how much it sucks to not be able to upload all my photos and stuff. So to anyone who might be reading this, I have tons of pictures that I want to show you to make you jealous, and I miss you all.
As for emotionally, I'm doing pretty well, actually very well since a certain ex-boyfriend decided to go batshit crazy on me, all it made me do is feel sorry for him and for how embarassed he must be, and I just see him for the pathetic loser peice of shit child that he is ... It sucks that I wasted 8 months on him, but I guess you don't really know someone until you break up with them. I'm pretty proud of my reactions though, although I can't say I have been the nicest, the worst thing I have done in reaction is write on my blog, just now, that he's an idiot. I'm pretty proud of myself :) And the boys in this country are way cuter, smarter, nicer anf funnier anyways so I have no complaints :)
One last thing ... Thailand this summer :)

Wonderwall

So today is our official first whole day in Byron Bay, NSW. Yesterday L and I got off the 14 hour train ride, 2 hour bus ride and arrived in BB at 5am, we then waited until 7:30 to get into our rooms and thank god they were free so we hopped into our 10 person communal bunk bed rooms and tried to sleep. Then we woke up, spent the day at the beach and then bought 4.4 liters of Goon for $11 and found some Canadian boys to drink with. Everyone here is very nice but it has been surprisingly difficult to make friends, mostly because there are some big language barriers, but also people kind of say hi then go about their own ways, but our new Canadian crew is awesome and very fun, we are definitely the loudest and drunkest in the hostel and made quite a scene last night, playing Slap the Goon and singing a song about it. Was such a riot though.
Other than that, the community feel of Byron is really amazing, there is a big communal kitchen with a communal shelf and fridge, and we just leave all our food there and label it and no one touches anyone elses stuff, everyone cleans up after themselves, there are no assholes leaving huge messes and it's just so nice that everyone respects each other. Good karma for sure. Other than that Byron is totally filled with hippies, it's hilarious to see, and there are alot of new-age alternative type people, who are also cool but I can't quite figure out if they are just part of this neo-beat generation or if they are being ironic in thongs. Whatevs. That's another thing though, no one wears thongs! Everyone walks around bare foot everywhere, on the streets, in shops, in Wooly's (our resident grocery store). So very weird but I have embraced it and am taking it slow, walking barefoot to and from the beach (which is a 5 minute walk from our hostel). The beach in Byron isn't nearly as beautiful as Bondi Beach in Sydney, which may be my favourite spot in the whole world, and the waves are really intense and the water is angry, it seriously beats you up and throws you around, reminds us who's boss around here I guess.
I miss my family lots, I have already created a little fort in my bottom bunk by hanging pashminas all around so it's private, and I have sticky-tacked some photos up on the wall already. I miss my friends too, but mostly I just wish they were with me because the type of partying here is RIGHT up everyone's alley, it's very cool.
I don't know if I'll be down to go out tonight though, I'm kind of hungover from the goon last night and also am spending about a grande on the next 2.5 weeks of my trip (oh yeah there's a story there!) so I don't feel like paying cover and buying drinks all night. And another thing, when I got here, I bought a pack of ciggies, in Sydney I mean, and smoked one, then I got sick, and since then I am disgusted by the thought of smoking, the smell of it makes me nauseous when I walk by and just knowing that I have that pack in my bag makes me want to gag. It is the weirdest thing, a New Years resolution that I didn't even plan on. I won't throw them out because they cost $20, but maybe I'll find a smoker and sell them for a tenner or something. It's so weird, I usually love smoking, I don't smoke too often, even when I was at home, but while drinking you just have too, that and it looks cool (which I still stick by even though I want nothing to do with it.) But I have always been pro-smoker, like yes it's disgusting and unhealthy but so is the rest of the world. I don't know, I guess I just am off it, maybe this will be forever! Which is so funny because I totally thought before I left that, once I was living alone, and not having to worry about not smoking on my parents property, and not smelling like cigs around my fam and friends, that I would smoke all the time, but it has totally been the opposite. Oh well I'm not complaining!
So, my big adventure, I'll have to write more details later, but essentially L and I hustled the travel planner guy, and are going to Noosa beach for a few nights, then doing a 3 day long camping trip on Fraser Island, then a few nights at Airlie Beach, then a 2 day sailing trip around the Whitsunday's, and then a night at a hostel on a beach (forget the name). Then a 2 day snorkeling cruise in the Great Barrier Reef, after that two days, L and I start working on the ship as housekeeping, so we stay and eat for free and do 3 hours of cleaning during the day, this is garunteed to us for 3 days and then if they like us they'll keep us. I am so excited for that, living on a boat, sailing the most beautiful waters in the world! Ugh it will be awesome, as much as I love Byron I am sooooo excited to get to that damn boat. And the camping part of this trip will also be amazing.
I guess I have got my enthusiasm back :)
Love and miss you all who are reading this <3