Thursday 2nd April

Heya people. It is indeed Thursday, I'm in Maccy's (free internet, haven't bought anything, ain't gonna) and I'm still applying for cruise ships. There's so many! But I think this Saturday, I might go down to the harbour, and try and find a job on a fishing boat, something along that line. I'm determined for this to happen.
I have a job! For the last two days, and tomorrow, I've been working for a shop that sells outdoor furniture. Huge pots and urns from Thailand. I mean, huge. Like, I could have a bath in one. Very heavy, but I'm working with a good team, and it's actually quite fun. And I sleep like a beby. Getting some exercise, heh.
People are leaving. In the hostel I'm staying at, everyone is like a family, and when people leave it can get quite emotional. And my friends are starting to ship off home too. I may have mentioned a guy called Oli? Yeah, he's leaving, and it ain't fun. And there are more to go. Just something to get used to, everyone leaves eventually, and as harsh as it is, there's not much we can do about it.
I can't think of much else, really. Am on the instant noodles again. I don't have to be, but I learned that keeping food cheap as possible is a very good thing, in the long run. I'm going to sell some things as well, some useless things I've been lugging around. I bought a mini hifi in Melbourne that's been sitting under my bed, I can turn that into cash. And getting rid of a few pairs of shoes that I never wear, that can't hurt.
Right, I'm out, haha.
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Hey, it's Wednesday. I tried posting yesterday, but the internet crashed, so sorry Abi and those people waiting fruitlessly.
I'm ill! Yes, the invincible one has been weakened, with a sore throat and a cold. Not funky, but everyone in the hostel has had it, so I'm not complaining too loudly.
For the people who don't know, I managed to change my flight home. I am now returning to the homeland on the 23rd of September, the time when my Aussie visa runs out. I just need to go to the airport to pay for the change, as I don't have a credit card. So yes, a few more months before you see this bubbly pot of joy.
I'm not sure what to say, really. The hostel is just as happy, but I'm going out with them less often, and drinking less. The latter I'm only too happy with, I really don't enjoy drinking at the moment. Don't drink, kids, it ain't cool or fun.
What I really want to do is start going back to the park, regularly, but I don't have the money to do it safely right now.
My plans, here they are. I'm planning a walk. A big one. Either up the coast to Cairns, or down south, back to Melbourne, where there might be job left fruitpicking in Tasmania. But yeah, I'm really gearing up for ditching my chaff and walking my way around. It'd save a pretty penny, and it'd be a nice way to see the country. And it'd be healthy. The only thing I need is a tent, and a steady supply of water. But I'm thinking of following the coast around, stopping off in the little towns when I need to, there will be plenty on the way.
Yeah. That's a plan. The more I think about it, the more I want to do it. I haven't done something big for a while, and the hardest part is starting off. Once you're a day in, it's easy, you just keep walking.
So I'm looking into that.
Still looking for a semi permanent job, instead of maybe three days a week if I'm lucky. Will check out some places soon.
Right, I'm out of words. Except the ones in italics.

"Our reality is only a perception of information we have access to." (Can't remember)
"A living is what we earn, a life is what we give." (Winston Churchill)