This is just a quick update of what's going on in my life as it turns out I am the laziest person probably known to mankind. Aside from that obtusely fat man who had to get craned out of his house. I think he was on Jerry Springer. I don't intend to go down that route, but I do promise to try and update this more frequently. Facebook sucks and I'm not sure why I have this passionate relationship with it when all it is is boring status updates such as "Tony is pissed off it's raining"; "Mandy is in the bath :) <3";>
Fuck you, I don't care. The only ones I do care about are my chums, and people who are travelling because I guarantee it's 110% more interesting that 99.9% of people on social networking sites. Speaking of travellers, bring back news feed photos! Man, I miss it.
In one week, I leave for New Zealand. I've been massively jumping the gun and looking up flights to SE Asia and India and Africa and everywhere else ever in the world. I probably won't get to any of those places past Asia (although whoaa flights to Mumbai are pretty cheap if you look in pounds, I'm mega tempted! Anyone in?) but it's fun to look. I am so, super ready to get out of Australia. It's been a blast but I'm getting itchy feet to get moving again. Leaving The Argyle was like the greatest thing ever, a lot like leaving Lloyd but this time it was almost more sad. Eeee landscapes and mountains and SNOW. My oh my, get me outta here already. For some reason I've been thinking about what life would be like going home and ARGH, DON'T MAKE ME GO! I can't imagine it in any way, really. I have this horrible mental image of landing in Heathrow and being nostalgic for oh, all of five minutes and then doing the horrible drive back to Hampshire and slowly realising where exactly in the world I am. Jesus, it makes me feel totally gross just thinking about it. That said, I need some mental stimulation so I need to buy some more books in NZ and I'm definitely going to try and learn Spanish: boca! Es una chiste! Tranquilo! It's such a fun language and thanks to Soo I really do want to learn. I'm not going to talk about him on here 'cos that's massively gay, but that is really the one reason I'm sad to leave.
Anyway, I want to travel everywhere ever with no money (I really need some dollar, this will be my downfall and the reason I end up on this doom-ridden journey from Heathrow to Hampshire) so if anybody fancies it, let's fucking do it! INDIA! VIETNAM! CAMBODIA! LAOS! Let's, let's, let's!!
I bid you adieu Sydney (just got back from a weekend in Melbourne which is probably the coolest Australian city, it's so 'sick!!1!'), pumped for Queenstown.
