Friday 12th December

Heya people.
It's currently 11.15pm, and I am in the mood to chill. I bought some minty biscuit things, and I have Jaigermeister left over, so I will spend my night watching Batman (1st one), drinking with the door locked, slowly munching my minty biscuits and popping M&Ms. This may not sound like the most sociable way to spend a Friday night, but I am socialed out, I just want to be alone for a while. Spent the day at work, then went back to the hostel to see old friends, who turned out mostly not there. And last night I was up til 1.30 with the Irish couple and Cook's son, watching Hancock (Will Smith superhero film) and drinking Heineken and eating pizza.
All this crap food is annoying me. Will TRY and go to the park tomorrow, haven't been in about three weeks. And apparently the weather tomorrow is gonna be great, so I'll try and go for a run along the beach.
Christmas has sprung upon me. I haven't been around much, and now there's decorations everywhere, bands playing carols in train stations... I don't know if I like it. It feels weird, it doesn't feel like it should be christmas. I've been thinking about the raisin and red onion and cinnamon stuff that the Robinson family has introduced into my life, haha, it's really good!
I've been reading. A previous roommate from the hostel gave me a book before he left, "A Confession" by Tolstoy. It's deep stuff. I've been reading more of this deep, deep stuff since I got out here, but not through my choice, but because people have recommended it in conversations, saying that I sound like the person who'd like it. Into The Wild was scarily close, at times, to how I have been thinking. Really changes the way things appear. I want to read Frankenstein again, I'm not sure if anything new will appear after this newfound knowledge.
It rained all day today. Heavy rain, rain that relaxes me. Still raining now, I can hear it against the window.
I'm thinking now. Gonna go and sort out rent stuff, then come back and watch my film.
Goodnight y'all.

"Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead, where there is no path and leave a trail." (Ralph Emerson)
"It's not who I am, but what I do, that makes me." (Bruce Wayne, Batman Begins)
P.S - Just remembered, my nickname (one of them) at work is Batman, from the leather cuff I wear. My other nickname is Shakespeare, due to the way I speak and where I'm from. Similar to my Dad's nickname in the army, Prince Charles I think, from the way he speaks.
"And it all just happens again, Way down the line." (Way Down The Line, The Offspring)

G'day. It's Saturday, 10.30. I've just got back and gotten out the shower, having been gone since 3.30. I was planning on going to the park, but when I got up for my alarm I just had to get more sleep, I was dog tired. So when I eventually arose, I planned on not wasting my day, thinking about walking to the nearby Coogee Beach, apparently a good one.
Well, as I was getting a drink from the kitchen, my irish housemate Michelle came in, and asked if I had any plans. I told her, and she came up with the idea of getting a bus to Maroubra Beach, about 10 minutes away by bus. I could then walk from Maroubra to Coogee, and get a bit of sun, as it was a very nice sunny day.
I thought this was a good idea, but I thought as I'd be walking, I might as well shoot the moon.
So today, I have walked from my house to Maroubra, and then walked and climbed my way back up, past Coogee up to Bondi Beach. Man, I am now exhausted, but feeling good, apart from an intense, lack-of-water headache. I've been climbing the cliffs instead of going on the paths, I watched the sunset from a tall rock with the waves crashing around, I met some great strangers and I feel like I've been to the gym. Scratched and cut, I know it's been a productive day (or an unlucky one) when you see a bit of blood, haha. And also I surprised some sunbathers, haha. Topless sunbathing... You're never completely secluded, fools! Haha.
Only problem is I had lunch (a few minty biscuits and M&Ms from last night, and an apple) around 3.00pm, and I was planning on buying some veggies and tomato sauce and having a healthy dinner, but my headache was so bad I just had to get home. So I have some tuna strips and a loaf of bread. Tuna on toast, not the worst dinner, but definately not the best. I got some funny looks on the bus, eating bread from the bag.
I don't know what else to say.

"I just wish the world was twice as big and half of it was still unexplored. "
“It seems to me that the natural world is the greatest source of excitement; the greatest source of visual beauty; the greatest source of intellectual interest. It is the greatest source of so much in life that makes life worth living.”
(David Attenborough)

Heya people, it's Monday 15th of Deciembre. I am hurting. Arms, legs, neck and ribs... I went to the park after work, was great. But there are only two more sessions this year, which sucks. On the plus side, I had a great conversation with the main man and there are places all over Oz, so I should be able to visit more parks during my stay here.
I went to the post office today, and sent off christmas cards. I can only hope they get home in time for the big day, but if they're a bit late I hope people understand. IT'S A LONG WAY TO FLY, PEOPLE.
And when I got home I found a card from the delivery service, saying a package was unable to be collected today. Which means my christmas pressie is on this continent, woop! I'll phone them tomorrow, giving instructions. I'm looking forward to opening it, not to get at what's inside but because I know it was packed by people I miss.
And I phoned Emma, just now. It turns out, I thought I had to get a train an hour away from the city, but apparently where I work isn't too far away from where they are, so she suggested maybe a visit after work. Sounds good, it'll be nice to talk to friendly people I know.
I don't really know what to say now. I've listed events, I can't be bothered to go into my meals of late (salmon, in case you're interested), and I havn't had any majorly violent mood shifts lately. I havn't been drunk lately, either... Hmm, that connection has before now, been unbreached...
My body is quitting on me though. On sunday, I was in agony, with stomach pains I havn't had in months. I stumbled around, seriously considering phoning a doctor, but then I found some strong painkillers in a cupboard. I took a few and went back to bed, awaking at 4pm feeling fine. I just wish I knew what sets this pain off, it's not a random thing. I hope exercise isn't the key. The day before, I had that seven hour walk, but that should hurt the legs, not the stomach, right? I need exercise, it is something that is now a basic necessity for me. I cannot go for a few days without feeling guilty and angry at myself for not having gone for a run, or done situps or weights. So if it is exercise that kicks off this stomach problem, I fear I'm going to have to stock up on pills and suck it up.
Oh yeah, and my face looks like hell. That's annoying. And ulcers are coming up. I'm breaking down, haha.
And I need to eat healthier. Okay, I'm now going into the food stuff, but hey. I had my recent pang for veggies yesterday. Walked ten minutes to the nearest supermarket, bought about six different types of vej, and a pack of salmon, and then cooked the salmon while chopping up all the vej and just boiling the lot. Stir frying can't be the best way to cook food, not everyday.
And just now I've had the remainder of the salmon, and three carrots. Yeeeaaaa.
So that is my food list of the last few days. I could be bothered, in the end.
I have this strange habit. I stay up into the wee hours of the morning, for no reason. I could easily be getting around nine hours of sleep a night, but no, I have to go to bed at around two, every night. And then I wonder why I'm tired. What a pleb.
Anyway, I'm rambling. It's coming up to midnight, and I have to spend the next two hours doing sweet F A.
Listening to my pirates playlist.
All the best.
"Hey, ho, We'll go, Anywhere the wind is blowing, Bold and brave and free, Sailing for adventure, On the deep blue seaaa!"
"The stars will be our compass, Wherever we may roam, And though we may put into port, the sea is always home!"
"We chase our dreams standing on our own, Over the horizon to the great unknown!"
(Sailing for Adventure, Muppet Treasure Island)

Tuesday, eight pm.
Not sure how many of you caught last nights post. My apologies, that shouldn't have happened.
I now have a headache, I was late for work and I'm down one bottle of Jaiger.
Speak soon.
"A man cannot free himself from the past more easily than he can from his own body." (André Maurois)
"Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title. " (Virginia Woolf)

Thursday, 12.14am.
Heya people. I'm not going to lie to you, today was a good day.
I'm in a happy mood.
I realised several things today. One of them was that lately, I've been posting melancholic scripts about feeling low, and my thoughts and feelings, but I realised that nobody probably wants to read that. So today I'm posting good stuff. And luckily, today, as previously stated, was a good day.
It's the lamest reason, but basically I was able to put more than one item into a box, and save myself packing six boxes going to the same address, which always annoys me.
And then when I got home, a good song was playing, the sun was setting, it was great. And last night my laundry was done, which always makes me feel happier. And tomorrow is predicted to rain.
Yeah, I'm cruising on a high at the moment :).
And then I watched a film with dinner and cake. The film was "Wolf Creek", DO NOT WATCH IT UNLESS ALREADY HAVE DONE. It would only make you worry, especially due to my (proposed) Blue Mountains trip.
Oh yeah, I bagged a fecking huge cockroach in my room just now. I love it, it's trapped under the cake box lid. I turn in my swivel chair and practise my Tony Montana.
"You fuckin' cockaroach."
(Sorry gramparents, had to be done.)
I'll chuck it out a window before sleep hits, don't wanna kick the lid when I wake up.
I was planning on an early night, but I filled out half of what I've written tonight and the laptop crashed, had to try and remember what I'd written. I'm sure the first version was much wittier, with a few jokes and maybe the cure for cancer written in.
Oh well.
Time for me to hit the hay.
I'm out like a light.
Speak soon people,
PEACE OUT.
"You fuckin' cockaroach..."

"You fuckin' cockaroach." (Tony Montana, in Scarface)
"Who knows, Master Wayne. You start pretending to have fun, you might even have a little by accident." (Alfred, in Batman Begins)