Wow, this sucks →
I hate packing
Usually it’s just cause I’m too lazy to pack, but this time it’s because I don’t want to leave. I’m leaving Sydney too soon :(
WHEN I WALK ALL THE WAY HOME FROM GEORGE STREET
WHEN I WENT TO A RUGBY MATCH AT ANZ STADIUM
whatshouldwecallsydney: I was like, HAHAHAHA These are too funny, too bad nobody except my study abroad buddies understand them
WHEN I REALIZE HOW MUCH MONEY I'VE SPENT IN THE...
whatshouldwecallsydney: I’m like,
WHEN MY FRIENDS STAND ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE...
whatshouldwecallsydney: I’m just standing there like,
WHEN THE BOUNCERS ARE BEING STRICT AT THE CROSS
whatshouldwecallsydney: And I’m giving my friend a drunk pep talk on pulling himself together, It’s like,
As cliche as the phrase is, every hello always ends in goodbye. Did you know that goodbye means I’ll never see you again? So never say goodbye, always say bye. Today was my last day with my supervisor, Hala, because she doesn’t work on Fridays, and tomorrow is my last day at Hayman. Oh how quickly time passes, it literally felt like yesterday when I was nervously looking out the bus...
Friends with Benefits
Every time I watch this movie, I feel a new emotion. This time it felt like an accumulation of them all. Tonight I also realized how unprepared I am to go back to SJ, even slightly scared. But on the bright side, I had some bomb noodles for lunch today.
I just got invited to a Christian Louboutin VIP Friends & Family sale through work, so if anyone wants some deals on heels/bags, hit me upppppp
It’s nearly 3am, and it’s now the third night in a row I’ve stayed up till this late. I’m exhausted. But I just spent the last hour and a half sitting in McDonalds, or “Mackas” as Australians like to call it, sharing some large fries and talking about God to John, a homeless man I met. He told me that he knows that he’s never going to win the lotto because...
It’s so frustrating.