move bitch, get outta the way
8:29 p.m.
the theme song for our weekend in cairns. there were heaps of tourist groups abounding. and they got in the way of our walking. it was annoying cuz i didn't know how to say move please in foreign, so i spent my time trying to get around them and giving them evil looks.
i wish everyone spoke english sometime, or some form of bastardized english at least, with some unannoying accents.
if it's not obvio, i'm procrastinating for a paper right now.
that's right, i actually have an assignment due. tomoz. and i really don't wanna do it. i've already started.
but i'd much rather just go to bed.
had a really busy day. but that's not as interesting as my trip to cairns, which i will discuss right....now:
so we got there thurs night. free hostel shuttle didnt pick us up cuz it was after hours so we had to pay our way to our room.
it was not nearly as nice as our hostel in the gold coast. man the islander was a sweet hostel, cuz it was more like a hotel.
the calypso was a little disappointing. surly surly travellers masking as the hostel staff. they weren't very fond of canadians, and that was really disturbing to me.
we're good folk, and we totally got discriminated against.
ugh. there were heaps of pommies and chavs there. i really dont like british accents. or british girls. especially when they dont know how to dance.
the nightlife in cairns sucked. only 1 decentish club, and it was full of brits, who flailed and got all up in my personal space. they were heaps irritating, and such sloppy sloppy drunks.
i actually missed sydneysiders.
yeah that's right. i didn't think it was possible. but the metros were something i'd welcome easily, cuz at least i could stand their accents, and they like canadians!
it was weird too cuz we met some yanks on our last night there, and i was actually really happy to talk to people that weren't from the u.k.
god, cairns just left a bad taste in my mouth, peoplewise.
5 nights was heaps too long to stay there.
it was nice being in the tropics. but it was tropical weather. ie, wet. then sunny. then wet. then sunny.
but hot all the time, which was sweet as.
the reef was gorge. i wasn't allowed to dive cuz of my medication. and i cried cuz that's why i went there. but i got to snorkel, so at least i got to see the reef. heaps of nemos, a sea tortoise, all these colourful fish. it was amazing.
it made me wish i had an aptitude for science so i could be a marine biologist or something. but to be a documentarian for the ocean floor is a possiblity too.
i probably woulda been happier had i been able to dive. i might go back with pat, so let's cross fingers and hope i'll be alright then.
since it rained, we were stuck doing nothing but going to the movies. saw pirates and georgia rule.
pirates...damn. hot fucking movie.
but yeah, if the weather was perfect, the length of stay would be fine. but since it wasnt, there wasnt too much to do.
plus, on every tour/trip we did, there were buffets so i ate heaps of food. heaps. like 2 servings of dinner, a few desserts each time.
it was delicious and i got the most of my money.
but i'm paying for it now. i feel myself getting fat already.
ugh.
i don't wanna talk about it.
but on the upside, i'm done classes in a couple of weeks.
so i've been looking for full time jobs, and i've got some good prospects. i hope they pan out!
i'm excited to move out of the city, into the beach. i spend heaps of time there anyway, so it only makes sense.
i reckon i should stop procrastinating now.
onto writing a paper on degrassi!
i wish everyone spoke english sometime, or some form of bastardized english at least, with some unannoying accents.
if it's not obvio, i'm procrastinating for a paper right now.
that's right, i actually have an assignment due. tomoz. and i really don't wanna do it. i've already started.
but i'd much rather just go to bed.
had a really busy day. but that's not as interesting as my trip to cairns, which i will discuss right....now:
so we got there thurs night. free hostel shuttle didnt pick us up cuz it was after hours so we had to pay our way to our room.
it was not nearly as nice as our hostel in the gold coast. man the islander was a sweet hostel, cuz it was more like a hotel.
the calypso was a little disappointing. surly surly travellers masking as the hostel staff. they weren't very fond of canadians, and that was really disturbing to me.
we're good folk, and we totally got discriminated against.
ugh. there were heaps of pommies and chavs there. i really dont like british accents. or british girls. especially when they dont know how to dance.
the nightlife in cairns sucked. only 1 decentish club, and it was full of brits, who flailed and got all up in my personal space. they were heaps irritating, and such sloppy sloppy drunks.
i actually missed sydneysiders.
yeah that's right. i didn't think it was possible. but the metros were something i'd welcome easily, cuz at least i could stand their accents, and they like canadians!
it was weird too cuz we met some yanks on our last night there, and i was actually really happy to talk to people that weren't from the u.k.
god, cairns just left a bad taste in my mouth, peoplewise.
5 nights was heaps too long to stay there.
it was nice being in the tropics. but it was tropical weather. ie, wet. then sunny. then wet. then sunny.
but hot all the time, which was sweet as.
the reef was gorge. i wasn't allowed to dive cuz of my medication. and i cried cuz that's why i went there. but i got to snorkel, so at least i got to see the reef. heaps of nemos, a sea tortoise, all these colourful fish. it was amazing.
it made me wish i had an aptitude for science so i could be a marine biologist or something. but to be a documentarian for the ocean floor is a possiblity too.
i probably woulda been happier had i been able to dive. i might go back with pat, so let's cross fingers and hope i'll be alright then.
since it rained, we were stuck doing nothing but going to the movies. saw pirates and georgia rule.
pirates...damn. hot fucking movie.
but yeah, if the weather was perfect, the length of stay would be fine. but since it wasnt, there wasnt too much to do.
plus, on every tour/trip we did, there were buffets so i ate heaps of food. heaps. like 2 servings of dinner, a few desserts each time.
it was delicious and i got the most of my money.
but i'm paying for it now. i feel myself getting fat already.
ugh.
i don't wanna talk about it.
but on the upside, i'm done classes in a couple of weeks.
so i've been looking for full time jobs, and i've got some good prospects. i hope they pan out!
i'm excited to move out of the city, into the beach. i spend heaps of time there anyway, so it only makes sense.
i reckon i should stop procrastinating now.
onto writing a paper on degrassi!
