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