Week 5?

Yo!
Today is Thurday, the 29th. I arrived in "The city of villages" on the 26th of September, a Friday, so tomorrow should, I think be week 5. But hey, I thought I'd put up a new post, it's fun.
Today I had work, same as the last three days. Starting to kill me. But at least when I do finally get back to the room, it's only Melano and Hendrick. No girls. But the music is pumping, guh. That's what headphones are for, right...


This is I! New haircut, and I love it. The little old fella did himself proud. My spots now have a little cycle going on, for a few days I'm a sexy bitch and then for a few days I'm not the nicest, but it's a damn sight better than it used to be in previous years.
That's my room in the background. The bed in the bottom right is Hendrick's, the bed on the top left is Melano's and mine is below his. But we're swapping at the end of the week, he's been moaning.

This is my banana bread! And just as I came home, funnily enough, the guy on reception asked when I was gonna make another loaf. I laughed heartily, and told him I'm going through a healthy moment. Sushi is so easy to get here, it's not too difficult. Except for the six Krispy Kreme donuts I bought yesterday :(. Soo damn tasty.
Right, I'm probably gonna head off to bed. It's 8.10, and I'm knackered. Gonna get into bed, put on Donnie Darko and chill.
Right, see ya later guys.
Byee

Hiya guys.
Friday evening, 8.30 o clock. My feet are killing me from work, I have to stand all day, it's hurting. And tomorrow, I have to go to the park, I havn't been for a week now. It's terrible.
I had a minor shock the other day, I looked at my english bank account and it's starting to droop. I took out (hopefully) my last withdrawal from there just now, to pay for rent, and then I'll be able to use my Aussie account. Havn't been given a card though yet, I've been checking the post and nothing's come through. I'll have another look in a mo, and if it's not there I'll go into the bank tomorrow morning and peacefully inquire.
I have dinner planned: brown rice, red and green peppers, an onion, carrots and Dolmio tomato sauce stuff. I was worried about scurvy and a lack of veggies, so I'm gonna overload my system with them. Have no alcohol, but I'm trying not to buy any, for the cash limit.
I hear it's been snowing back in Pommie land! Crikey, wouldn't mind a bit of that stuff here, it's boiling. At night it can be uncomfortable. But it rains now and then, it's good enough.
I was at work earlier, and I was zoned out listening to music, when some words just popped into my head. I thought they sounded good, so I wrote them down. Here they are.

"Sometimes light breaks through the clouds,
But who looks up to see?
The light burns away from a fading star,
But who sees one among many?"

I missed the sunset again today. It was so beautiful. I actually ran, on my aching legs, down the road towards the bay, but I knew I'd miss it, so I gave up. Pink and gold, with streamers of orange cloud. I'll get it one day.
Right, I'm ready for a lie down. Fell asleep through my movie yesterday, woke up at four for some reason to an empty screen. So gotta try and get back 'into the film' and watch the end, see if it makes more sense the second time. Jake Gyllenhall plays Donnie, I'm watching it partly because my good friend Alex Oliver told me about it in an english class many moons ago and partly because Jake is The Prince in the movie "Prince of Persia" that's coming out soon.
Ha! Can't wait.
Forgot I was saying goodbye then.
Right, speak soon, whoever is still reading these. Am I updating too often?
Byeeee :)

Yo peeps. It's 3.34 am on Sunday. Have been having a fairly busy day, social wise. Went to the park, and then it was Marta's birthday, so the whole hostel has been celebrating. And I went out with them, clubbing. Still don't like it, but this was the best one I've been to, I was there a good few hours. Had a fair few drinks, but wasn't drunk, just at that stage where I was thinking. So I came back to the hostel, and got changed to go and play basketball. This was at about 2.00, mind you, and people don't appreciate me wanting to vent my feelings by exercising. A woman threatened to phone the cops if I didn't stop. I politely apologised, and left. I'd only been playing for a minute, and on the way to the court I'd passed fellow hostel people. They asked where I was going, and I replied that I was off to play ball, and I didn't want to go back shamefaced. So I took a detour, and went to Rushcutter's Bay. I thought a bit of chillout time would be good, time to sober up and think my thoughts. Well when I got to my spot, against the garage wall, I had an urge to swim. Why not? Nobody else around, slightly tipsy, it'd be good exercise. So I climbed down the wall, and put my bag on a tiny little beach around the corner (it's literally someone's back garden, with a private jetty and stuff, so I was sneaking.) Stripped to my boxers and waded in.
It was glorious. Cold water, that salty sea smell, the thrill of getting spotted, and in front of me the city lights shimmering against the gentle waves of the bay. Night noises of bats and the bells on the boats, with the waves slapping the sea wall... I just sat in the water, at 2.30 in the morning, and calmed down.
Then as I waded back to the garden I got pinched by a crab. I hope it was a crab, anyway. And I cut the bottom of my foot somewhere, possibly climbing back up the wall.
But it was worth it! I may do it again in the near future.
Right, I gotta get some shuteye, it's now 3.45. My body hurts.
Speak soon friends, all the best.
Stay funky.