me eating in public vs. me eating at home
Addicted to this song introduced by my lovely J:
Job 2: I enjoy it. Different from the usual stuff and I actually get to go out instead of staying inside all the time. And the best kebab shop in town is directly across the road from me (:
Back from an absolutely amazing five day road trip to Smith's Lake with uni bunch and it feels so weird to be back in Sydney and back to reality. Our house was simply gorgeous. Our trip there was a rather...smelly one, the most important thing I've learnt is never ever sit at the back of the coach. Ever. Unknowingly sat in the quiet carriage on the train to Newcastle and getting told off for chatting too much :\ Trip back home was much better since we managed to get everyone into the two cars and didn't need to use public transport. So things happened: beach two times, stepping on "crab graveyards" and seeing octopuses and other little sea animals, super tan and painful chafing, walking on mud and sand in the rain, having too much fun dancing with Just Dance, only person to be bitten nine times on the feet by something, spotting kookaburras, early morning walks, bonding time and dnm sessions, discovering I'm seriously good at Beerpong but hate the taste of it, playing poker and Jenga pretty much fifteen times every day. I could add more but what happens on the road trip, stays on the road trip (:
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