One more picture of Howard before we threw him out the window and hopefully will say good bye forever. (I told you they were huge)

P.S. My flatmate Em has had bad encounters with the evil bird that lurks on our street. It's swoooped her once....(I've been swooped thrice-does that mean I'm special or evil hmm)??

I met a dude that was telling me about this mysterious bird and he said the moon cycles cause them to go crazy....I forget what the name of it is, I will find out though. I will crack this case Watson...

Bye now

Yesterday was a nice chilled night....My house mates and I went to see Borat on Cheapy Tuesday....Here we are all stoked to see some Sexy Time with Mr. Borat.



















This is our Loft...We decided to hang low and play it cool on this Tuesday night....Upon our arrival we caught a friend, his name is Howard. (He's chilling on the chair in a cup on a sheet of paper)





















EWWWWWW




















I HATE BUGS.....

Here is the Tree that the evil bird lives in




















A bigger picture of the evil tree where the evil bird lurks


















Mutha fuckin bird - get it out of this tree!!!....

Myself and the girls @ Side Bar



















Hopping from Scubar to Sidebar

Here are the crabs in the race. I did not get to race a crab, but alas I'm not too heart broken over it.

As I write this, I think to myself.......

Am I a superstitious person?

I know I am to a degree. Everywhere I go I notice so many small little things. Things like when a pigeon has a broken foot, and connecting strange things with others. Anyways three signs (Today was the third) have happened over the last (three) days leading me to believe that I should probably not be in Sydney, and am being a douche bag with waiting around for this dumb job/manager to get his shit together. (He called me today and said all the forms I dropped off "must have flew out the window" he was cool and said he was sorry but still.......frustration on my behalf)

Allow me to proceed......................

1) The first was my tale about the evil bird that lurks outside my building. I see it quite often, and when I don't see it, I can feel it's presence and know that it is watching me. (I'm not crazy I swear). The point of this story is that when leaving my loft I turn left and go through the Monorail tunnel. There is an evil crazy bird that lives in the tree along the path that not once but THREE times has SWOOPED down at my head missing it by an inch and nearly puncturing my head and skull. On it's way down it lets out a shrill evil bird sound, and then flies up. The funny thing is that this has ONLY happened on my way to drop off references @ Bux. Today I felt it watching me and knew it would go for another attempt attack. I took a picture of the tree (which I will post later), and then walked by. Surely enough it did swoop @ my head and make that awful sound.

2)When I was writing down a reference my favourite pen exploded and got green ink all over my hand. (I still use that pen because I'm bullheaded and very sentimental about it)

3) Maybe one of the silliest was that I was writing out more references today (don't ask!!)...and the pen I was using EXPLODED. I swear to god my house mate was a witness. The nip of the pen went flying and hit the wall. The spring flew under the table leaving me with an empty shell of a pen in my hand...

Coincidence???

You be the judge...

Anyways that is some strangeness that has happened....I secretly hope I don't get this job so I'll get my ass out of Sydney and head up to Surfers Paradise (where I belong)...like a duck on it's way to the swimming pond...mmmm

So today and yesterday were good days, if you subtract almost getting struck by an insane bird. Last night I went to Scubar to do some crab racing. The place was too busy though, and I didn't get to race my crab...That's alright though I suppose. The prizes were pretty gay anyways (what do I need with a stupid hat and shirt-except the feeling of knowing that my crab is the best-what a victory) except the grand prize @ the end of the night which was 450$...Imagine all the bread I could buy for the ducks!!

So we headed to good Ole Side Bar after for some festivities. I didn't really feel like drinking so I just had Red Bulls...haha it really did give me wings. I didn't really feel like going home because it was still kinda early (maybe 1:30ish or something).....But I was kinda falling asleep and getting lazy. Anyways that was yesterday (I have pictures of some of the festivities)

Today was nice Rebecca and I went for coffee down by Darling Harbour and then lied on the grass. We went to Sushi train after, for a little snack. This is a cute little restaurant, it's such a great gimmick. There is a cicle converyer belt that rotates little sushi plates around. So you just watch it and grab what you want. A brilliant idea really, I must say....They had nice Miso Soup too....I enjoyed it very much........................

I'm not too sure what else is new...hmmm.......??? I want to go on a ghost tour with my flat mates sometime this week. It's pretty cool, they take you on a lantern guided tour and tell you about all the spOoOOoOky things that have happened in the old historic part of town called "The Rocks" This part of town is where all the convicts got sent in historic Sydney. Of course all sorts of gruesome things happened, causing all sorts of mysterious occurrences and stories. I read also that they used to pay the convicts in alcohol (to be honest Sydney hasn't changed much...Beer runs more freely then water)....

The history of the convicts is funny in a weird sort of way. I've always known that, but when you remember that, it's much easier to understand why Aussie blokes are the way they are. Especially Sydney folk from what I gather. Nice people, but dayam....the men here don't really seem to have any discretion. I was laughing about it when Rebecca today. A little like a cockroach they are. I wont get into all my stupid little analogy rants, but they are just so very different from the Canadian boys I am more used to. I have a halo over my head now and just hang out with my sweet girl friends (hehe). (awe)

Speaking of Cockroaches, Sydney is infested with them and it's pretty gross. I made myself catch the ones I saw in a cup, and slide it onto paper and then out the window. I should have taken a picture of it, but I'm sure you all know what a cockroach looks like. Their pretty rancid....but I want to overcome my fear of any bugs that crunch and not be such a pussy. Since I'm on my way to Queensland I better toughen up....The spiders will be living with me soon...

Dayam....It's probably more work to read all this ^^ then to type it...so off I go
Love:
Chrissy

Here is me and two of my Flat Mates, Striking a pose all pretty like after an afternoon of swimming and lounging.



















Some of my flatmates. From Left to right is Laura, Adelle, and Em. They are all stellar females. We had good times. Laura and Em are cute english girls that don't drink Tea (huh?!). Adelle is a super cute and sweet girl from France. So far living with them is rad.

Anyways those are some of my pictures I hope you all enjoy

*mwah*

Here is a picture of Bondi Beach which was where I went Yesterday (Saturday)..It's getting busier as the nice weather approaches...mmm

A week ago on a Monday afternoon I finally went to the park to feed the ducks. (and didn't eat my bread because I got hungry from walking all day) I was actually switching hostels and gave the ducks all the bread I had bought at Woolies.

There was this real rad little girl, maybe about 5ish in age. She was feeding the ducks too and I'm not too sure if she was more stoked then me (probably not). She was so cute though. She was wearing a little pink Sunday dress, and spinning around and yellling YAY I'm feeding the ducks. She was so cute, in the sense that she was extremely proud of her duck feeding skills. She was like LOOK HOW GOOD I AM....Of course I ensured her that she was the best duck feeder in the park and that the ducks seemed to like her best (of course this is not true and I am the best duck feeder in the world haha) I would have taken a picture with her or something, but that's kinda weird and her Mom was just chilling on the grass.....Anyways we had fun....Good times @ the park

P.S. The park also had geese and other cool birds it was quite the party

Well hello there

So today is a Sunday and I've had a really nice relaxing day, I went and got a hair-trim, and poked around the city. Now a hair trim for me is a little silly HOWEVER there may have been an instance in the past little while that I just may have been holding a glass of Australias best $7.99 dollar wine and decided to cut a few pieces in attempts to fix it. Hmmmm So I figured I would just get a few millimeters off and even it out (Didn't work so well). Also the back seemed to grow quickly and I was starting to look a little like a mulletish trailer park girl.

Now on to things more important and less vain then my stupid hair (I'm sure none of you really care).

So today was productive in the sense that

1)I got all my references in order (which I dropped off along with my application yesterday)

2)I hunted down an old assistant manager from Bux and handed it in

So Danny (that's the managers name) says he will call me this afternoon/tomorrow sometime

Everything in my mind is actually quiet and relaxed as of today/yesterday. Before to be honest, I was a little stressed about finding a job bla bla bla.....So I figure things can really only go one of two ways here and where decide my path will be relies purely on fate. My ideas go as such.........

1) I get the job @ Bux and stay in Sydney for maybe 2 more months....Live the city life bla bla bla....hmm!

2) I don't get the job and I give my weeks notice and get out of the city and go somewhere more unique and Australian.

I'm sure whichever option happens I will have a blast and enjoy doing what I do. However a part of me really doesn't want to be in Sydney anymore. Don't get me wrong, it's a great city and there is a lot to do/see. But I don't feel like I'm doing the things that I truly want to do with regards to my travels. Sydney is a lot like Toronto, except if your resoursful you can find pubs/clubs that will give you free booze. It's also a lot more social. The locals from here are a lot like Toronto and everyone is a number just like any big city. But everywhere you go there are other people in your shoes that want to meet and talk to others. For the most part I meet a lot of Brits, and people from Europe (some Canadians too). From what I have gathered the cities of Oz are a little like this

Sydney--->Toronto

Melbourne-->Vancouver (if I'm going to be in a city I'd rather be here)

I was looking @ this travel mag today and when I saw all the pictures of the beautiful reefs/rain forests/beaches my heart got sent to a flutter. Partying/pubs/clubs/people/lights will be everywhere in the world that I go. I feel that my travel time is precious and that it's just silly to be in Sydney unless I'm making and saving a bit of money. So that's my story about work....I will keep you updated with regards to me getting/not getting the job.

That's enough talk about jobs (Stupid Work)<--I'm such a North American workaholic it makes me sick

So lets seee.............The weekend was nice. I hung out with this cool girl Tara from the IEP program on Friday. I met some Promo girls on the street who gave me like 10 fliers to go for free drinks @ this bar (score---that's what I mean about places giving you free booze) This is also the case on special nights, that you can go and drink for free for an hour or two. Most people stay and do the sleazy backpack thing. However my Friend Rebecca and I were smart and used that and then hoped over to somewhere with a happy hour (such a thrifty little Candian Beave I am)...So we went had maybe 4 glasses of wine and then left to look at the lights @ Town Hall (The pictures I took turned out bad so maybe I'll put some later)...It was a nice night though, nothing real crazy but a nice mellow night downtown.

Yesterday I went to Bondi Beach with the Flatmates thier awesome. It was so nice, I read some of my book, and then jumped in the ocean for a bit, and we went out for dinner after. The waves are fun in NSW. I kept getting knocked over and I accidentally flashed some German girls that I made friends with (haha)--The Scandal and controversy---

Anyways those are the highlights of what's going on

I'm gonna make another post and post some pics....

Love:

Chrissy

I've gotten a little lazy with writing lately....

Ideally I'm going to be working very very soon.....I was dreading looking for a job, but on Wednesday I put on my "Job Clothes" and went to look for work. The first place was this coffee shop (it's a franchise in Oz called Gloria Jean)...The dude said he would "Think about it"..Anyways he called me back five minutes later, but the place seemed shifty somehow so I didn't really bother calling back.

Anyways I stopped by @ Starbucks (Because they have the cheapest reg Chai tea/and it's the only place I can steal splenda packs from)...So in I go and I started chit chatting with the manager and it ended up they were hiring and so I gave my # and was called that afternoon for an interview. (The only thing that sucked was that I couldn't steal splenda)...Anyways I had my second interview today....now I have to get references...I really hate references. References especially frustrate me more now then ever because:

Magic List
1) My phone metaphorically exploded when I was FOTP (fresh off the plane) and I have no phone #'s. Making me rely on Emailing
2)We're 16 hours ahead and not everyone checks thier email frequently.

So now I just have to sit on my ass and wait until people get back to me....The thing that bothers me more is that I kinda sortof quit on the spot when I worked there in Canada and I hope it doesn't say that in my file....in which case it would have been the biggest waste of time, and I will feel like a HUGE douche bag. Other then that one thing I was a real good employee I swear to god...Pretty much any job I have done, I've done a good job and tried real hard. It sucks a little if I had to go to two intereviews and go through all this reference trouble. I figure everything happens for a reason though and if this doesn't work out then it wasn't meant to be. I just want to start working. It will keep me outta trouble and give me some cash for when I head out of the city, and closer to selling sea shells by the sea shore.

Anyways enough talk about jobs.....It's the weekend now pretty much, which is nice. I had a little bit of a late night last night and am pretty wonky (especially since I had to wake up early for my interview)....

Anyways I don't really have a lot to say...I have some pretty rad duck pictures that I'll post later. And a few Touristy/scenery pictures....Maybe even a few festive pictures. who know the possibilities are endless....

So off I go
Love:
Chrissy

Happy Freaking Monday!!!!!

It feels real nice to sit right now. My feet/legs have been walking happily and hastily all day.(Literally all day)....Not the window shopping type either....I've been doing the busting my ass speed walking....Weaving in and out of crowds in a calm yet manic manner....

Unlike the rest of my days spent here, I actually got things done today (which makes me want to pat myself in the darling little head). I found a place to live, got some grocery shopping done, went to the IEP office and updated my resume and got some job tips, and packed up my shit and moved to Gleebe (which I have to pack up tomorrow morning and move back down to darling harbour area)I hate bringing my bag on public transit it's sooo big and I'm scared of killing babies with it....Anyways I'm pretty happy with the place I got....it's quite cute/modern looking and everything is there for me....I'm going to be living with two Scottish dudes, and a couple dutch/french girls...I met a few of them and they seemed cool....I thought about all my options and figured it would be in my best interest for networking/social sake to live with other people like myself. I didn't really like the idea of moving in with a couple professional Aussies that will be 9 to 5ers and sorta boring (which were for the most part the only people I got a hold of/or that a room was available)....The housing market is intense here though...apparently people crazy bidding wars and such...

The only thing I didn't really get to do was feed the ducks (so far).....To be honest I went on this crazy mission to find this place and I had my bread and everything...but of course there were no ducks @ the park....sooo I hang my head in shame because I ate the bread that I brought (it was delicious)....I was real hungry though from walking from 8 in the morning till 4 (and the crazy kind I was writing about).....So I"ll have to hit up the ducks on the way back to Gleebe (the duck pond there is pretty killer, and nice grass to be lazy on. This is the hippy area of town I was writing about before)....I tried to feed this storkish bird a piece of my granola bar but it's beak was so crazy big that it couldn't eat it...CRAP.....anyways who cares about this other then me...I'm just crazy and like feeding ducks they are special....and darling.

Anyways I feel that I have gotten good use out of my free internet time @ the office for the house I'm renting.....so I best be off...I took a picture of the stork that I can post later...and maybe some ducks too.................see you in the future.

Love:

Chrissy

Chrissys Magical Pictures

Here is a picture of an Australian Toilet (If you ask someone where the washroom is they will look at you real funny, you have to say where is the "Toilet"). I thought it would be like the Simpsons and they would flush clockwise and such but they actually just sortah ker-plush in one big go. There is a half flush and a full flush. This is because there is a big water shortage in Oz. Everyone is real serious of the water consumption.


Why am I writing about this...???


















Here is Rebecca and I @ the Hostel on Saturday.

























Us in New Town looking for flats in the paper

Hello and Happy Sunday....

So the weekend has come to an end and I'm just chilling right now in the lobby on this nice Sunday Evening.

I've come to the conclusion that if I am an ADHD case (which I'm sure I am), then Sydney increased it by around 1 thousand and 89 times. My plans for where I'm staying/working has completely changed and more then likely will change again by the time I close my eyes and go to sleep tonight. On Sunday I went with Rebecca to Newtown/Gleebe. It's this awesome part of the city a 20-30 minute walk from downtown (where I am right now). It's amazing there, Gleebe is a really nice community and New Town is a funky part of the city (Pictures soon to come-the ones I have now suck)...Anyways I have fallen in love with this part of the city, and figure it will probably be not too hard to find work out there....Finding a flat is a pain in the ass though. I've checked out one place and that may work out. Tomorrow night I'm going to check out another flat and I will see how that goes. It's so overwhelming when your looking for a place/job @ the same time. (This is what I mean when I was saying the ADD thing) Like too much selection in a store. Like how if you just need a pair of Flip Flops (They call them thongs here, which I can't seem to get used to) It would be easier if I had 5 to choose from. But if it were a store with hundreds then I would stand there feeling like a retard more then likely all confused-like. Staring at all these 'Thongs' and spending way more time then I should analyzing the different textures colours of these wonderful practical sandals. Life would be so simple if it were just a matter of picking out a colour and all the 'thongs were the same' uhh too much selection is a pretty and not to pretty looking thing...

How I feel about '"Thongs" (Flip Flops -Canadia Stylez)

I never really was a flip flop sorta girl but I think I have converted (they are so practical for this city). They are light in my bag, and go with most things. I absolutely despise shoe shopping, to the point that it could make me puke. I spend way too much time shopping when I do need shoes. Sometimes weeks even.....I feel like the salad fingers of the shoe world. This is why thongs make me feel a little more @ ease. Great for the beach, great with skirts, your feet don't get all nasty and hot in the Oz sunshine...Pure Bliss!!!.....My feet need to be worked in though (sweet little innocent things they are). I have a few little cuts from so much walking (Bandages are my best friend right now). Bla bla bla.......Anyways moving right along

See what I mean about the ADHD

Anyways I figure as long as I have one of those in place (job/apartment) then the rest is not so scattered in my mind. Anyways that's enough about that, I figure as long as I keep calling people/working on it something will work out (Just like Plinko)!! (I can't say the Plinko analogy anymore here because nobody knows what it is) Apparently there is the Aussie version of the price is right....I've only watched Australian TV once. I find the commercials the best part of it. The shows for the most part are the samish. They have a lot of reality shows that are the same as Canada but just with accents. Idol/etc.

Anyways

It's been about a week since I've been here and my week of mayhem will be coming to an end as of tomorrow. To be honest I'm happy tomorrow is Monday and that I can go to the IEP office and be focused looking for a flat/work. I figure since I'm only going to be in the city for two month(ish) I better start looking asap because nobody is going to want to hire me for less then that. I want to get a job that will feed me...I've been thinking that's a good idea. Perhaps a juice bar/cafe or something. Food is so expensive here compared to Canada. I compulsively go grocery shopping and I still feel like I spend so much money. I am so happy/stoked that I can still make my magic oatmeal/salads/omelette's in the kitchens at the hostels. I kind of eat a lot healthier in ways now.....(well sorta).....Because vegetables are a lot more money I find I don't really eat those 'North American' portion sizes anymore. It's more like the way the food guide is. You know! a deck of cards/half of stuff so that you can stretch it out. Otherwise I'd spend a million dollars a week. Eating out is something I really try to avoid. I have always enjoyed making my own food, I like knowing what is in it. Also if I eat out all the time it's sooo much cash. Sushi is the thing I pick up everynow and again because it's real cheap here. Usually around 1.50-2.00 a roll...and it's not greasy crap that will make me feel like garbage...Go team protien.

Hmmm what else...?

Today I was walking through the park and I was wishing that I had some bread to feed the ducks. Feeding the ducks always makes me happy, there are really beautiful swans in the pond too....I will probably do that tomorrow on my way to my flat interview/looking for jobs mission.

Anyways that is my little update on life in Sydney.
Happy Sunday

It was strange weather today

Very spottish and random, it never really gets like that in Canada. It would pour rain, and then stop and the sun would come back out. Then it would be windy, then sunny again, not a nice day for the beach unfortunately.

Anyways last night was IEP cheap drink night. 1.00 Jager shots, and 2 for 1 beers. It was the type of night where I put on my dancing shoes, and woke up wearing my dancing attire. I have the worst habit of doing that, a crazy little lady I am. It was a fun night though, a little mayhem here and there I suppose. Anyways I kinda slept in a little late today, but I woke up and made my magic oatmeal and began my day. I feel like a thousand pounds is lifted from my conscious because I finished my resume today. I did it at an Internet cafe in a travel agent office (It was free too, and they gave me a yellow bracelet hehe). Anyways I did it because I get to distracted at the IEP office when I am on the computers. I end up jibber jabbing with everyone and just end up wasting the Internet time. I figured that if I just get the work done then I could go to the office and get the career helpers to polish it up for me.

So I journeyed out and did a little shopping and such and made my way to the office. The lady was THE BEST. She looked at my crappy resume and just copied and pasted the whole thing to make it beautiful and fabulous. She added some bells and whistles and, changed the wording around. I should bake her cookies and mail them to her..... Bla bla Bla anyways who cares about that? I was just excited.

hmmm so what else???

OoooOo I'm probably moving into a place next week or something. I have make a call and figure out all that stuff tonight. The pics below in the last post are the town I'm moving to. It's killer though, the rent is outstanding and it seems like a pretty fun house (the room is fully furnished too). It's a "UNI" House <-- that's what Aussies call university. Anways two of them are moving out so I get to snag a room. There are about four/five people that live there, the ones I met are pretty cool. It's about an hour and a half train ride away from downtown, which is not too bad as well. I've been thinking that I've lived downtown Toronto forever and all big cities are the same, and I would rather be in a cute little beach town. Everywhere I go there will always be dancing, beer, and gin and tonics. I just want a place to drop off my stuff, and then I can take time off work hop on a train and do whatever in my time off. I like the idea of getting to know the locals more, and making friends for a month or two. It will be the complete opposite of hostels. Hostels for me are like ADD central. There is just so much going on all the time, and so many people that you meet (a wonderful thing though) Right now it's so overwhelming how many different things I can do and places I can go, like the Dr. Seuss book (or) a sparkle globe with a trillion sparkles everywhere and their all floating around being beautiful and darling.

Anyways so I'm staying @ the Railway hostel until Saturday now. It's awesome here, I really like it. Everyone is very friendly and it's a nice small and cozy place. My room is real rad too. The ceilings are HUGE and we get our own shower/bathroom. The girls in my room are really cool too, we painted out nails before I came down to use the computer (cute stuff)...Anyways I have gin and tonics screaming my name and everyone is outside having a BBQ/Beers. It's taunting/teasing me so I best be off....

Here is a picture of me being Festive @ IEP Side Bar night with a fellow IEP member.
The second is pretty self explanatory

Bye now

^^Woolongong Beach^^
<---Here is a picture off the rooftop @ Syd Central

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<--Side Bar Festivities










Everything has done quite the turnaround since the weekend.

I had a nice weekend getting things sorted, out and learning a bit about the city etc. I've developed a comfort level, and am ready to go out and do my thing.



^^Some of Wollongong from the hill


On Monday I decided a change of hostel would be a good idea (which is was/is). I decided to go to the cheapest place I could find though (it was 11*ish @ night and I didn't feel like wandering too far). Anyways I went to this real dodgy place the next morning. The people were cool but my room smelled like cold cuts, and the kitchen was even worse. One of the fridges was probably possessed by satanic entities. When it would open (usually by an unsuspecting individual, still learning the kitchen ropes) Anyways there was something so rank in it that people in the hall way would cringe when it was opened... Anyways enough about evil fridges, I met some cool people and ended up going to Sydney Central for some rooftop beers.

We ended up going to a little bar in the hostel district for some dancing and beers. I met up with some fun locals from a town called Wollongong. I ended up hanging out them and met up and got kidnapped the next day to check out Wollongong. It's a very darling little town, I ended up meeting a lot of locals from there and may end up getting a place there. It's a killer deal and I hope it goes through. It's only 75$ a week, and there are quite a few jobs out there I can score. The people that live there are pretty fun too, there would be about five of us all together. Sydney is a lot of fun, and I have really enjoyed my time here, but I would way rather chill in a smaller beach town until January and save more money for travels. I also figure all big cities are pretty much the same, which I have done forever in Toronto. I would much rather be by the ocean, trees etc. Anyways It's sweet, because it's just a train ride away from downtown Sydney, and I can always take time off work and stay in the city, or go to Bondi/Coogee etc for the day. Anyways I keep my fingers crossed that it will work out, if not I'm sure I'll find a place soon I need not worry....Anyways that is some of my story.

Bye

Fresh off the Plane (Day Two)

So it is officially my second day in Sydney, and things are going well so far. Today I went to Bondi Beach, which is absoultely breathtaking. There are a whole bunch of beaches along the coast that you can walk along on this path. There is a really cool art event that is going on as well. Along the walk way there are a whole bunch of really nice abstract art exhibits, that blend in with the scenery. My favourite was this mini tennis court thing on a hill. There are a whole bunch of beach houses by there and as your walking you hear this crazy grunting (sounding quite the scandal)...So I giggled with a bunch of strangers, as we all looked around in confusment. Anyways when you get up to the top of the stairs you realize that it was a speaker making the monkey sex noises that went with the tennis court theme...(pretty cute stuff). It wasn't too sunny today, but I jumped in the ocean anyways. The water is not that bad once you are in, and the waves are crazy fun. I had such a blast being on the beach, I need to start making some vollyball/badminton friends very soon or something.

So I took yesterday and today to get used to my surroundings, and explore things at my own pace. I've met some other travellers/locals along the way, all of whom were very pleasant and nice. My orrientation with IEP is tomorow, which I am looking forward to. I have really enjoyed talking to some strangers here and there, window shopping, and wandering. However I really want to meet some other people that want roomates/etc. Hostels are great and all but I still feel a little like everything is in disaray. I need to come up with a system to keep my stuff nice and organized. I want to throw my crappy bag out a window...haha the zipper is getting wonky...uhmmm anywaysssss...............

I'm looking forward to getting settled to a point though. I just want a home base to drop off my stuff (perferably by the beach)....I'm sure I'll meet a lot of people in the same boat as me tomorow @ orrientation so I need not worry...I think I'm just feeling a little squeemish because I'm inbetween whatever it is that I am doing right now.

Anyways I'm gonna jet now...but that is my story of day two
Love:
Chrissy

P.S. I don't have any offficial pics uploaded from my camera yet, but I did grab a picture of the part of the beach I spent most of my time at...Enjoy

Fresh off the Boat

So here I am sitting in an qaunt little internet cafe beside my hostel on a bright and sunny Saturday afternoon in Sydney.
I'm quite astonished at the fact that I am not in a coma or feeling foggy or any negetive side effects from my intense 35 hour plane ride. The ride wasn't that bad though, and was definetely worth it. I find sometimes things are worse to think about them, then to actually do them. I took a crap load of mini naps, which were very helpful. Out of all the flights Air Canada was probably by far the crappiest (even though it was the shortest) The made me pay 2$ for a fucking apple...murder!! Singapore Airlines is pretty killer, they treat you real well. Movies/Tv shows/Video games in your seat life were great for me, and made me smile. I even got to watch a documentary about Oz.
Anyways I'm so fresh off the plane that I shouldn't be sitting here typing a bunch of nothings, and I don't have too much to say.
This was mererly intended to inform you all that I am alive and on my way to jump in the ocean....(35 hours of plane ride + chrissy = Dirty Girl uhh)
bye now

Well this is my last 5 hours and 45 minutes in the GTA until I take off and will be on my magical yellow brick road to Oz. I sit awake in absolute astonishment by how little sleep I have gotten over the past month (especially the last 5 days) and how wonderfuly awake and alert I feel. I've been pondering to myself if I should bother trying to nap for an hour or just stay awake until I get to Van. I think I will just have to wait and see and make it a surprise (just like Christmas).

So anyways this is my first blog ( not just My Space). So far it's kindof fun. I like the idea of having a darling little picture journal talking about all my pg 13 adventures. Today was a lovely day, I got to spend the day with my most favourite girl in the whole world Lynn. We went to Niagra falls and I spent 40 dollars @ the casino. It was rad, I fully went with the intention of spending the money I set out to gamble with. I'm such a "newb" at roulette too!! All these high rollers are all around me and I'm sweating over five dollars evenly distributed between my magic numbers. I guess my numbers were not all too magic though hmm....The car ride was fun, and then the evening was followed by some good-bye celebration with some champagn. Lately I've really enjoyed drinking the good ol' bubbly. It's a great way to spend $6.45 and feel kinda classy (in a cute cheese way) and get a little giddy (I have a fear of wine because sometimes it makes me deathly ill).Anyways just a few hours till I hop in my plane. I will write again the next time I get to a cafe or something, and try to post some pictures.

Bye
Lovs:
Chrissy